Tokito Muichiro was considered a legend of the Demon Slayer Corps.
No one would question his future achievements.
Wielding a sword for two months, at only fourteen years old, he became the youngest Hashira in the history of the Demon Slayer Corps.
No, in fact, Tokito Muichiro's family was attacked by a demon when he was eleven, and he was saved by Amane Ubuyashiki.
Even accounting for his recovery time, Tokito Muichiro would have been at most twelve years old when he became a Hashira.
This fact has been widely circulated as a legend within the Demon Slayer Corps; he is a true genius.
Thinking about it that way, Tanjirou becoming a Hashira at fifteen doesn't seem like such a big deal.
But Shinazugawa Genya was still very annoyed.
Damn it! He was beaten to it!
He wanted to be the first to become a Hashira and make his brother look at him with new respect.
"So, that woman is also a Hashira?" Shinazugawa Genya's expression became even uglier. No wonder she could clash with his brother; was she a Hashira too?
Tanjirou waved his hand, "No, Miss Mizuki is not a Hashira."
Shinazugawa Genya's eyes were wide with surprise, "Huh? You all talk about her like she's so powerful, but she's not even a Hashira?"
"It's not like that. Although the Master also suggested Miss Mizuki become a Hashira, she refused." As he said this, Tanjirou's eyes unconsciously showed a hint of admiration.
So cool, Miss Mizuki.
"Refused... a Hashira?" Shinazugawa Genya's eyes widened. "Are you kidding me?"
That's a Hashira!
Although Shinazugawa Genya's desire to become a Hashira was mostly to use the status to communicate properly with his brother, it didn't mean he thought a Hashira was just a symbol of status.
A Hashira represents the strongest swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, the most respected people who have stood at the forefront of the demon-slaying ranks for hundreds of years.
This is more important than their status.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them heroes.
Zenitsu lay on the tatami, gazing calmly at the ceiling, "So, you're still far from good enough."
A vein throbbed on Shinazugawa Genya's forehead. He turned and shouted, "Do you, pervert, have the right to say that?"
Zenitsu looked peaceful. "What? Didn't you go?"
Shinazugawa Genya was instantly speechless.
Damn it!! He must have been out of his mind to be led astray by this guy back then.
Now he's being controlled by this guy... Knock, knock, knock.
At this moment, a knock sounded from outside the door.
"Ah, please come in." Tanjirou, standing by the door, quickly pulled it open. "Miss Mizuki, good morning."
Shinazugawa Genya instantly looked over.
Mizuki scanned the room and saw Zenitsu lying on the bed, looking listless. She couldn't help but ask, "Is Zenitsu sick with a cold?"
It's really easy to catch a cold in summer, especially late at night when the temperature difference is significant. Before you know it, your nose is running.
Everyone who heard this: "..."
"I don't think it's a cold; it might be diarrhea?" Behind Mizuki, Kochou Shinobu, with a smiling face, stepped forward.
Hearing this voice, Zenitsu trembled all over.
So scary, so scary... Kochou Shinobu looked down at Zenitsu lying on the tatami and sighed, "How pitiful. Fortunately, I have some medicine here. Let him take it first."
Everyone:...Even Mizuki couldn't help but turn to look at Kochou Shinobu.
Shinobu, you're so good with words.
Although it was medicine offered by the culprit, Zenitsu still took it decisively.
He couldn't take it anymore.
Seeing Zenitsu take the medicine, Kochou Shinobu clapped her hands. "Alright, if there's nothing wrong, let's go into the mountains together."
Zenitsu: "???"
Big sister, where did you get the idea that he's fine?
Inosuke tilted his head, "Into the mountains? To do what?"
"Training, didn't Tanjirou tell you yet?"
Tanjirou scratched his head, "Everyone just woke up; I haven't had time to say anything yet."
Zenitsu tremblingly raised his hand, about to speak.
Mizuki smiled, "No one is allowed to escape~"
Zenitsu's face was filled with despair. He already saw through it; this was clearly just an excuse to deal with them.
Shinazugawa Genya, seeing them talking excitedly, walked expressionlessly towards the door.
Mizuki stopped him with one hand. "Where are you going?"
Shinazugawa Genya raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you going to train?"
"You're with them."
A vein throbbed on Shinazugawa Genya's forehead. "Huh? I don't even know you guys! Who wants to train with you?"
Tanjirou's eyes instantly turned into dots. "Eh? Aren't we already friends, Genya?"
"Who's friends with you?!" Shinazugawa Genya roared back irritably.
Mizuki crossed her arms. "You're really not straightforward at all. Did you know that tsundere is out of fashion now?"
Mizuki had forgotten most of her memories from her previous life, but occasionally, certain phrases from those memories would flash in her mind.
Mizuki sometimes found it quite novel, even though she herself only half-understood some of their meanings.
What nonsense.
Everyone didn't quite understand, but when it came to being straightforward, Kochou Shinobu couldn't help but sigh.
Regarding that, Mizuki, you're the same.
Shinazugawa Genya was furious. Talking nonsense to himself, who do you think you are?
As if sensing Genya's irritation, Mizuki proactively explained, "Didn't you say I bullied your brother?"
"That guy is as infuriating as you are, but I haven't had a chance to deal with him yet, so I thought I'd deal with his younger brother first to relieve some of my frustration."
"???" Shinazugawa Genya's mind went blank for a moment.
Are you speaking human language?
Just as he was about to explode in anger, he heard Mizuki suddenly say, "You are... a Demon Devourer, aren't you?"
Shinazugawa Genya's body stiffened, and his pupils contracted slightly. "How did you...?"
"Although I only heard about it and haven't seen it with my own eyes, after a little contact, I remembered."
Tanjirou raised his hand, "Um, what is a Demon Devourer?"
Mizuki patiently explained.
A Demon Devourer, as the name suggests, is someone who eats demons.
At first, Mizuki just felt that this person had a very strong demonic aura, not like someone who had been killing demons for many years, but more like... a demon itself.
Last night on the steps, Mizuki, through her Transparent World vision, immediately saw this young man's special digestive organs.
She immediately made the connection.
"I see!" Tanjirou clapped his hands. He knew something about Genya's scent felt strange.
Shinazugawa Genya felt an uncomfortable sensation of being seen through. He retorted unhappily, "So what?"
Mizuki said calmly, "You haven't cultivated a Breathing Technique. If you only rely on eating demons, it will be difficult to keep up with the Hashira."
Breathing Technique is a method of breathing, and it can be discerned by the way one breathes.
Shinazugawa Genya not cultivating a Breathing Technique could only mean that he didn't have the talent for it.
These words made Shinazugawa Genya very agitated, and he wanted to say 'What's it to you?'
But Mizuki's last sentence immediately doused him with cold water.
It's hard to keep up with... my brother's pace...
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