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

"Ugh, I've been wanting to get back at you for ages, you bastard!" Shinazugawa Sanemi's face was contorted with rage as he abruptly stopped, turned back, and swung his sword at Ikuko's head.

Obanai Iguro on the other side moved in sync with him.

"What great teamwork." A bead of sweat rolled down Tanjiro's forehead. These two really know how to have fun together.

Tanjiro did not attack immediately, but instead observed Ikuko's movements.

He hadn't forgotten what Miss Yuko had said: opening the realm of clarity wasn't just about breaking through limits; it required reaching the pinnacle of understanding martial arts techniques, concentrating one's mind, and figuring out how to clearly see the body's movements.

As Yuko leaned back, she drew her Nichirin Blade from her waist and swung it at Shinazugawa Sanemi's blade with a backhand motion, while simultaneously slamming her other hand, gripping the scabbard, at Obanai Iguro.

Sanemi Shinazugawa's Nichirin Blade was successfully deflected by her. However, just as the scabbard was about to touch Obanai Iguro's Nichirin Blade, Obanai's Nichirin Blade strangely bent and avoided the scabbard.

Obanai Iguro bent low, his dark, snake-like eyes fixed on Yuuko. His Nichirin Blade emitted a faint purple light as it thrust towards Yuuko's head at an extremely strange angle.

Sanemi Shinazugawa smirked, keeping an eye on the battle as he retreated.

That angle and speed were unavoidable.

This woman is going to get herself into trouble for being so arrogant.

However, in the next instant, just as Obanai Iguro's Nichirin Blade was about to touch Ikuko's jaw, Ikuko's figure suddenly became sluggish.

Afterimage?

Sanemi Shinazugawa's eyes widened as he hurriedly searched for Ikuko's figure.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a jolt throughout his body.

Six, seven... no, at least ten meters or more.

It was that same incomprehensible speed again!

He wouldn't be so surprised if he had avoided or blocked it by other means, but in the situation just now, how could he have avoided it by pure speed when he witnessed the distance?

Or, how is it possible to create such a large distance in an instant?

His gaze would be lost for no more than a second, during which time he wouldn't even see any movement within his field of vision.

What a joke!

He considered himself to be one of the fastest in the Demon Slayer Corps; if even he couldn't see clearly, most of the others would be the same.

Shinazugawa was right. Even though he hasn't activated his Demon Slayer Mark yet, his strength is still among the top in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Tanjiro watched this scene in shock, unable to shake it off for a long time.

I can't see it clearly, I can't see it at all.

He felt as if he had suddenly returned to the time when he first met Miss Yuko, before he had activated his markings.

Back then, just like now, it was impossible to see clearly at all.

A feeling of helplessness washed over me instantly.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth, staring intently at Ikuko's movements.

In the realm of clarity, only those who have awakened that ability have the opportunity to notice Ms. Yuko's movements in advance.

The others, to varying degrees, were already breaking out in a cold sweat.

The first one to be affected was Obanai Iguro; in some ways, he was the person closest to Ikuko.

He was never one to open champagne halfway through a game, but at that moment, when he was just a hair's breadth away from stabbing Yuko, a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

But even at that distance that he subconsciously thought he couldn't avoid, things were turned upside down in an instant.

Obanai Iguro's heterochromatic eyes trembled slightly, filled with shock.

Breaking the silence was the Mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito. Without thinking too much, he gripped his Nichirin Blade and charged towards Ikuko.

He wanted to retrieve those strange memories from his mind.

Grief mingled with longing...

"Breath of the Mist, Seventh Form: Oboro." A sea of ​​blue mist instantly spread across the arena, completely enveloping everyone's vision.

Oboro no Kata relies on high-speed movement to disrupt the opponent; it is the ultimate technique of Kasumi no Breathing.

But compared to Yuko, who had just performed a high-speed movement, it seemed somewhat inadequate.

At least, others could still see his movement trajectory.

However, this is already Muichiro Tokito's strongest move.

As expected, Oboro no Kata was easily blocked by Ikuko with her sword.

Sparks flew as Tokito Muichiro's attacks accelerated, and Ikuko suddenly sped up.

The white, cloud-like blade pressed against Tokito Muichiro's throat in an instant, as Tokito Muichiro's eyes narrowed slightly.

Just as the blade was about to behead him, Yu Zi slashed the tip of her blade towards his shoulder.

Clang! ! !

The massive blade struck the slender white clouds, producing a sharp sound.

"Hey, hey, hey, I still didn't see the movement clearly just now." Although he was joking, Uzui Tengen's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. "Could you slow down a little more, Yuko-sensei?"

He acted on instinct, instinctively feeling that Muichiro was about to be killed, so he anticipated and followed, without actually seeing Yuko's hand movement at that moment.

Yuko calmly replied, "Muzan will only be faster than me."

Her evolution was in the area of ​​Blood Demon Arts; her physical attributes didn't improve as significantly.

They represent two different paths of evolution compared to Muzan.

Theoretically speaking, Yuuko is more inclined to be like Muzan, but she has no choice; becoming stronger is already difficult enough.

With Yuko having said all that, Uzui Tengen simply couldn't continue.

Although he was just joking.

If at first no one had considered attacking together, after this initial show of force, almost everyone subconsciously thought of the same thing.

That is, can they really defeat Yuko if they join forces?

Can they really defeat Muzan?

But it was just a fleeting thought, because there were no other options.

As Pillars, for the sake of others and for their own sake, they had no choice but to defeat Muzan.

They want to defeat Muzan, so Ikuko, who is standing in front of them now, is undoubtedly their enemy.

The crowd's initial scattered momentum became more cohesive, forming something akin to an aura that made Yuko feel a bit of pressure.

"Hmph, I admit I can't defeat you alone, woman." Shinazugawa Sanemi gripped his Nichirin Blade, took a deep breath, and looked at Ikuko with unwavering determination.

"You're only admitting it now? You're really stubborn."

Shinazugawa Sanemi gritted his teeth. "Has this woman eaten gunpowder? Her mouth is so venomous!"

If your tone is bad, her tone will be even worse.

The more you softened your tone, the more assertive she became, trying to ride roughshod over you.

Obanai Iguro said calmly, "Shinzogawa, you really are an idiot. You knew you couldn't win the argument, but you still went up there to get scolded."

Sanemi Shinazugawa's face flushed red. He was already angry, but the betrayal from his brother made him even more resentful.