Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Even the owner of the Butterfly House said so, so it seems the villagers of the Sword Forging Village did not suffer much damage.

As for destroying houses or something, that's no big deal for the wealthy Demon Slayer Corps.

The Demon Slayer Corps has persevered for hundreds of years since the Muzan massacre, precisely because of the Ubuyashiki family's almost superhuman economic investment ability. They can make money even with the most basic investments and never lose a penny.

With money and a swordsman who has a blood feud with Muzan, they can't afford to fall apart.

Yuko casually asked, "By the way, have you seen the Steel Mound?"

"Mr. Steelzuka? I don't see him~" Shinobu Kocho pondered for a moment, "Is Ikuko's sword not finished yet?"

Yuko scratched her earlobe: "I haven't seen anyone at all. I wish the Nichirin Blade could have been delivered sooner."

The ones you grab casually don't quite feel right in actual combat, since they weren't specially designed.

"That guy is really outrageous, he's been away from home for almost half a month." Yuko couldn't help but complain when she thought about how Steel Tsukasa resolutely set off with his backpack that day.

Shinobu Kocho smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Haganezuka is indeed a very interesting guy."

Yu Zi rolled her eyes: "Interesting? You're the one who's an idiot, aren't you?"

"Ren-da, you don't have to be so tactful."

Butterfly couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Mr. Steelzuka would be very disappointed if he knew you said that."

"No, an idiot probably wouldn't care about that kind of evaluation." Yuko closed the door behind her. "Where's Nezuko? I haven't seen her at all?"

Shinobu Kocho replied, "It seems she's exhausted herself and is resting in the house now."

"That's it."

As they talked, the two walked together toward the ruins, intending to see if there was anything they could do to help.

Ikuko asked, "Have you been in contact with Ubuyashiki?"

"I have already informed the raven of the general situation and sent a message back."

"Hmm, I'll wait another day at Steel Mound. If they're still not back by tomorrow, I'll head back to the Demon Slayer Corps." Yuko pondered for a moment.

It's too troublesome to communicate about the Infinite Castle using only Kasugai-ravens; we need to find time to have a face-to-face meeting with Ubuyashiki as soon as possible.

Even if it's not just for the Infinity Castle, now that Muzan Kibutsuji knows she has overcome sunlight, the demons will soon be making big moves, so Ubuyashiki needs to prepare in advance.

The initiative they originally possessed is now in Muzan's hands.

They don't know when Muzan will find their main force.

Moreover, in the battle with Kokushibo, although she did not completely cut off Kokushibo's head, the speed at which the flesh and blood regenerated at the neck after she slashed Kokushibo's neck showed that.

Her blood does indeed have a similar effect to the Crimson Blade in inhibiting regeneration. In other words, she doesn't really need to wait for the Iron Tomb Blade, and it doesn't really matter to her.

After all, she's not a dual-wielder.

Shinobu Kocho understood what Ikuko meant and nodded gently: "Anyway, we can just have Mr. Hidetsuka send it over later."

Yu Zi nodded slightly, about to speak, when she suddenly noticed the dust rising at the end of the road out of the corner of her eye.

"What's wrong?" Shinobu Kocho asked, peeking out from behind Yuko when she suddenly stopped.

"Oh dear, this is..."

The man wearing the fire mask slid across the ground from a distance, leaving a long, silky trail in his wake.

Seeing the Nichirin Blade that Steelzuka respectfully presented with his head bowed, Yuko's eyes twitched, and she tried her best to restrain herself from leaving.

Her face twitched almost imperceptibly as she looked down at the Nichirin Blade that Hidetsuka had respectfully presented.

The first thing that catches the eye is a Nichirin Blade with a white pattern on the scabbard and hilt. A black cloth strip is wrapped around the scabbard all the way to the hilt, just like a regular samurai sword.

Yuko hesitated, then took the Nichirin Blade from Steelzuka with both hands.

The moment she picked up the knife, a chill crept into her palm, immediately drawing Yuko's attention.

Was the handle made from her bones?

Not just the hilt, but the scabbard also seems to be.

Shinobu Kocho curiously peeked over from the side.

rustle……

Yuko slowly drew her long sword, and a layer of hazy mist appeared on the blade.

Yuko subconsciously ran her finger along the blade, revealing a clear, mirror-like edge that allowed them to see their faces clearly through the blade.

Shinobu Kocho exclaimed, "What amazing quenching techniques!"

Yu Zi squeezed her slightly damp palms, her brows furrowing slightly. She pursed her lips, and the veins on the back of her hand quietly appeared as she gripped the hilt of the knife with all her might.

"Humph~"

Yu Zi's face turned slightly red from holding back her anger.

I can't grasp it...

When Hideko looked up and saw that Ikuko was about to break the hilt of her sword, she quickly said, "Um, you can't treat her like that..."

He paused for a moment, then Yu Zi exerted all her strength, her arm trembling slightly. A crimson hue suddenly appeared on the blade, slowly spreading towards the tip.

"Oh...oh~?" The face behind the Steel Mound mask stared in disbelief, pointing at the blade in Yuuko's hand, and exclaimed in shock, "It...it turned red?!"

Yu Zi took a couple of breaths, gritted her teeth, and put on a professional smile: "Is the scabbard made of my bones?"

"Ah? Um..."

"Are you an idiot?" Yu Zi's face contorted with rage as she gritted her teeth and said, "The knife is covered in frost!"

It was difficult enough to activate the Crimson Blade in the first place, but now the temperature of the blade is being suppressed as well.

This guy is a genius.

Steel Tomb gave a thumbs up: "It won't rust; I used a special quenching technique."

"I also selected the best raw materials for the Nichirin sword. Unlike iron ore, it is very easy to maintain and will not damage the blade."

This guy doesn't know about the Crimson Blade, it's really a headache.

Yuko rubbed her temples, looking a bit annoyed. "Anyway, you need to change the scabbard for me."

Steelzuka declared righteously, "I refuse. That knife is like my child; I absolutely will not..."

boom!

The steel mound's buttocks were raised high like an upside-down onion, its head tilted to the ground, and puffs of white smoke emanated from the huge red envelope.

Yuko withdrew her hand, which was still steaming, and asked, "Can you understand human language?"

Steel Tomb weakly stretched out his hand: "Yes..."

"Someone got hit!"

"Someone's been hit!"

"That's outrageous! They actually hit someone."

Yuko turned her head with an icy gaze: "Are you guys very free?"

"No, we were just passing by... just passing by..." Zenitsu's pretentious expression froze, he shuddered, and gave an awkward laugh.

Inosuke crossed his arms: "Hmph! I won't..."

After a while.

"That's right. My flesh and blood will affect the opening of the Crimson Blade. Please replace the scabbard for me." Yuko patiently explained to Hidezuka.

"I can't believe such a thing exists..." Steel Tsukasa reluctantly accepted the fact, taking the Nichirin Blade from Yuuko's hands. "I understand, I will do it."

Seeing his listless expression, Yu Zi sighed, "There's no need to change the hilt; it's very comfortable to hold."

"Right, right?" Haganezuka finally recovered a bit. "That feel was really amazing!"

"This is the most..."

boom! ! !

"Disgusting..." Yuko withdrew her hand with a look of disgust.

Everything was fine until suddenly they started talking about the feel... Although the feel is nice, the thought that it's made of her bones makes me uncomfortable.

He glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground: one man and one pig.

Yuko looked at Zenitsu, who was trembling beside her, with a crestfallen expression.

"Hey."

Zenitsu immediately stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"

"Move these two idiots away, they're blocking the way."

"Yes!"