Under everyone's gaze, Xia Feng shrugged.
"Don't look at me like that. I just got lucky."
The Hashira simply listened to that.
Anyone who actually believed it would be a fool.
After reading the report several more times, Gyomei Himejima placed the paper inside his robe.
He spoke with concern:
"It seems Mr. Xia Feng has already become a target of Kibutsuji Muzan. Should we increase protection around Mr. Xia Feng and the Butterfly Mansion?"
Kagaya Ubuyashiki smiled slightly.
"For now, that won't be necessary."
Hearing this, the Hashira all looked toward Xia Feng.
Seeing him sitting quietly with an expression like eyes watching the nose, nose watching the mouth, they understood immediately.
Xia Feng must have already reached some kind of agreement with the Master.
Thinking of this, they also remembered Xia Feng's title.
For a moment, Xia Feng's mysterious aura increased even more in their minds.
Kagaya continued:
"Mr. Xia Feng's situation may only be the beginning. Muzan has always liked using such methods to divert our attention so he can achieve his true objectives elsewhere."
"So in the coming days, please remain vigilant and prevent an even greater crisis."
"Yes!"
The Hashira responded without hesitation.
Kagaya nodded.
After that, he discussed matters regarding new recruits and the Final Selection with the Hashira.
The meeting continued until evening before the Hashira Meeting finally concluded.
Kagaya stood up.
"In the coming days, I will attempt to uncover Muzan's true intentions. If there are any developments, I will summon everyone again."
All the Hashira bowed their heads together.
"Yes!"
Xia Feng stood up, stretched his legs, and walked toward the veranda on the side of the mansion.
The wooden platform extended out over the courtyard.
With the support beams underneath, Xia Feng could sit on the edge and let his legs dangle freely.
The Ubuyashiki Estate was even more luxurious than the Butterfly Mansion.
And that luxury was mainly reflected in the courtyard.
Trimmed lawns, decorative landscaping, and a small stream flowing through the garden.
Everywhere radiated the feeling of a wealthy landowner showing off.
While Xia Feng was secretly feeling jealous, someone walked over to him.
Seeing the person, Xia Feng suddenly said:
"Oh right, I was just about to look for you."
The visitor was Sanemi Shinazugawa.
Xia Feng patted the wooden floor beside him, and Sanemi sat down.
Xia Feng spoke first.
"I checked your brother's condition. It's not an illness—just a special constitution."
"I looked through some records. Your brother isn't the only one in history who had this kind of physique."
"In my opinion, instead of trying to suppress or eliminate it… you should find a way to use it."
"Just like your rare blood ability. For ordinary people, that would just be a suicide device that attracts demons."
"But for you, it became a secret weapon."
"Your brother's ability is similar. At critical moments, it could be the best survival ability possible."
"After all… besides him, no one else can continue fighting after receiving fatal injuries."
Sanemi showed a conflicted expression.
After a few seconds, he shook his head.
"No."
"I won't let that idiot join the Demon Slayer Corps."
"Someone without talent will only throw his life away."
"Even if he can survive having his limbs cut off… what if his head gets cut off? What if a demon eats him?"
"I can't take that risk."
After saying that, he nodded slightly to Xia Feng and walked away.
Xia Feng shrugged.
Family matters were always complicated.
He didn't have Tanjiro's level of enthusiasm, so he wasn't planning to interfere.
Suddenly, Xia Feng felt a wave of hostility directed toward him.
He raised his head and looked toward the source.
Long black hair.
Heterochromatic eyes.
A white snake wrapped around his neck.
It was the Snake Hashira – Obanai Iguro.
When Iguro noticed Xia Feng looking back at him, he was slightly surprised.
He had only glanced at Xia Feng briefly, yet Xia Feng noticed immediately.
The Serpent Breathing style he practiced was specially designed for assassination and concealment.
Its ability to hide one's presence was extremely strong.
Yet Xia Feng detected him instantly.
That level of perception was frightening.
Since he had already been discovered, Iguro simply walked over.
He stopped in front of Xia Feng and glanced around.
After confirming no one was paying attention, he spoke in a low voice.
"You… saved Kanroji. For that, I thank you."
Xia Feng looked at him with a half-smile but didn't respond.
Iguro frowned slightly and continued:
"But if you try to use that favor to do anything to Kanroji… I absolutely won't let you off."
Xia Feng rested his elbow on his knee and supported his chin with his hand, suddenly laughing.
Iguro's face stiffened.
"Y-you… what are you laughing at?!"
Xia Feng chuckled.
"You like Kanroji."
Iguro froze, then immediately shook his head.
"Of course not!"
"Coward."
Xia Feng shook his head, losing interest in the conversation.
Seeing Xia Feng's reaction, Iguro's face darkened.
His hand instinctively moved toward the hilt of his sword.
But halfway there, he realized something and stopped.
His expression turned ugly.
"…I won't stoop to your level. After all, a Special Advisor is basically just a civilian position. If I attacked you, it would look like I'm bullying someone weaker."
Halfway through speaking, he suddenly couldn't continue.
Xia Feng had just fought Upper Rank One and escaped unharmed.
Where did he get the confidence to call him weak?
His face turned red and pale repeatedly.
Finally, he gritted his teeth.
"Xia Feng! I challenge you to a sparring match! Do you dare accept?!"
"Whoever loses must never approach Kanroji again!"
Xia Feng showed a disgusted expression.
"You think I'm that bored?"
He had absolutely no interest in dealing with someone like Iguro.
Despite being twenty-one years old, in terms of romance Iguro probably had the emotional maturity of an elementary schooler.
Arguing with someone that childish might lower Xia Feng's own IQ.
Hearing Xia Feng's reply, Iguro quickly said:
"So you're afraid?"
Xia Feng suddenly showed a strange smile.
Seeing that smile, Iguro felt a chill run down his spine.
Normally, he was the one whose gaze frightened others into freezing.
He snapped angrily:
"What are you smiling about?!"
Xia Feng replied calmly:
"If I spar with you, it'll look like I'm bullying the weak."
"Well then, I'll give you a chance."
"I'll let you make three moves."
"If you can hit me even once, you win."
"If you lose, you don't have to stay away from Kanroji. Just do one thing for me."
Hearing that, Iguro laughed in anger.
"This is the first time anyone has dared to talk so arrogantly to me."
"Fine. Not just one task—if I lose, as long as it doesn't violate the Master's orders, I'll do anything you command!"
As he spoke, he didn't even draw his sword.
Instead, he directly reached out and grabbed toward Xia Feng!
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