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"It's like this. I'm a wine merchant, and I'm in a hurry to catch the first train in Japan. Could you escort me to the train? In return, I can give you a bottle of good wine!" Yamabuki Hanajin squinted his eyes with a kind expression: "Actually, I know quite a bit about the Demon Slayer Corps. Shinobu Kocho, one of the Nine Pillars, is my friend."

“I see! My next mission is also an investigation train, let’s go together.” Rengoku Kyojuro agreed without hesitation.

Kyojuro Rengoku is a man like the sun.

Whenever someone asks him for help, no matter how harsh the environment or how dire the situation, he will lend a helping hand without hesitation.

Even if he himself is the one who is burning.

This kind of person shouldn't have met such a tragic end at the age of twenty.

Yamabuki Hanajin saw the clothes the system had prepared for him. It was a very ordinary bartender's outfit, and there was a ticket for the wireless train in the pocket of the clothes.

System, you know how to cooperate.

After getting dressed and going outside to the courtyard, Yamabuki Hanajin discovered the goods the system had prepared for him. Inside were all kinds of wines, and at the very bottom of all the wine bottles was a huge golden battle axe, which was his divine weapon, the Divine Axe Rita!

Just then, a drunken man walked over and started yelling, "Why is it so noisy so early in the morning? Can't a person get any sleep?"

Kyojuro Rengoku looked at the man with great respect: "Father, I have received a mission from the Demon Slayer Corps and am preparing to carry it out."

Kyojuro Rengoku's father, Makijuro Rengoku, was the former Flame Pillar. He was deeply affected by the death of his wife and became an alcoholic and violent man.

Rengoku Makijuro spotted Yamabuki Hanajin at a glance.

"Who is this man? Why is he in our house?" Rengoku Makijuro questioned.

"Father, this is a guest..."

"I'm a wandering liquor merchant. The sun rises in the east. Would you like a bottle of liquor to cheer yourself up? I have the strongest liquor in the world." Yamabuki Hanajin smiled and handed over a bottle of liquor engraved with Russian characters.

"The strongest liquor in the world?" Rengoku Makijuro scoffed. "I've been drinking for so many years, do you think I don't know what kind of liquor is the strongest?"

"Kyojuro, please bring me a bowl."

Kyojuro Rengoku obediently brought back a bowl.

Yamabuki Hanajin poured a full bowl of the Water of Life.

"If you can drink this bowl of wine in one go without getting drunk, I'll give you all of it," Yamabuki Hanajin said with a gentle smile.

"Who are you looking down on? It's just a bowl of wine! Boil it down!" Rengoku Makijuro prepared to down the bowl of life-giving water in one gulp.

Awesome!

Yamabuki Hanajin couldn't help but applaud. Let alone a human, even if Wu Song, the most powerful man in the world, were to descend, he would roll his eyes after eating one bowl.

"Boom."

Rengoku Makijuro had only drunk half of his bowl of sake when he swallowed it all the way under the table.

"Father..."

"It's alright, I'm just drunk. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. Let's get going," said Yamabuki Hanajin with a smile.

Seeing his father fast asleep, Rengoku Kyojuro could only instruct his younger brother, Rengoku Senjuro, to take good care of their father before setting off with Yamabuki Hanajin.

Then, Yamabuki Hanajin recalled the fear of being dominated by the oxcart.

The most crucial thing is that the old man who was rushing to catch the train... was actually the same person as last time.

"..."

Don't be angry, don't be angry. How could I, the proud and arrogant one, possibly be angry with an old man? I am a very magnanimous person.

"Want a drink, old Deng?" Yamabuki Hanajin handed over a bottle of 75% medical alcohol.

Rengoku Kyojuro coughed lightly: "If the driver is drunk, the two of us will have to walk to the station."

"Then let's change it!" Yamabuki Hanajin took the alcohol back and tossed over a bottle of 1982 Lafite.

Speaking of...

The 1982 Lafite wasn't even made yet, was it?

Never mind, as long as there's something to drink, that's fine.

"Kyojuro, would you like to try some? I'm not only a wine merchant, but also a master bartender." Yamabuki Hanajin immediately mixed a glass of chilled red wine.

The technique for mixing drinks: Put the drink in ice and shake it vigorously until the drink is dizzy.

If you're already dizzy from the alcohol, then of course you'll feel dizzy too.

"Yeah! It tastes delicious!"

Yamabuki Hanakami smiled.

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Chapter 64: I'm sorry for being born.

If God grants me a wish, I would make all oxcarts in the world disappear.

Yamabuki Hanakami felt like her brain was being shaken to its core.

"This road is rough and uneven, please bear with it a little longer," the old man driving the cart said with a smile.

“No problem.” Rengoku Kyojuro nodded seriously.

Sir, if you're bad at driving, don't blame the road for being uneven. Is it so hard to admit that your driving skills are poor?

When she arrived at the station, Yamabuki Hanajin only had half a life left.

The platform in this era was very rudimentary, completely different from the train stations of later generations. Nevertheless, those who could board this unlimited train were either rich or noble.

A single ticket cost an astronomical sum for ordinary people at the time.

"Uncle? Are you alright? Do you want to rest for a bit?" Rengoku Kyojuro asked.

"I'm fine..." Yamabuki Hanajin turned around to confront the old man who was driving, but the old man had already driven away, waving goodbye to them as he ran.

"Old Deng. This bottle of wine is a gift for you, remember to finish it." Yamabuki Hanajin waved his hand and tossed a can of wine over, which landed right on the oxcart.

This is the worst-tasting plague wine in the world.

It is made from fermented potatoes and cilantro, and its flavor is so strong that the aroma of cilantro will continue to linger for two or three days after drinking it.

Old Deng! I hope I never run into you again for the rest of my life.

"Uncle, are you hungry? I'll go buy some bento boxes to eat," Rengoku Kyojuro said.

"That's really kind of you. I'll mix the drinks and wait for you to come back so we can eat together." Yamabuki Hanajin said with a kind smile.

Just then, a dozen or so members of the Demon Slayer Corps arrived at the platform to greet them.

"Lord Flame Pillar, although we haven't received any news about Demon King Muzan, we're almost certain there's a demon hiding on the train. We must be extremely careful. By the way... who is this gentleman...?"

Kyojuro Rengoku said, "This is my friend, and also a guest on the Mugen Train."

Hearing what Rengoku Kyojuro said, the Demon Slayer Corps members didn't ask any further questions.

"You guys wait here, I'll go buy some bento boxes." Rengoku Kyojuro walked towards the bento shop not far away.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the bento shop, Kyojuro Rengoku immediately sensed that something was wrong.

It's already dark, but the platform is still bustling with people. Why is this bento shop closed? Shouldn't they be taking this opportunity to sell more bento boxes?

But now the bento shop is closed.

Kyojuro Rengoku gripped his Nichirin Blade warily.

A chilling aura emanated from the room, and Rengoku Kyojuro could tell that a demon had appeared.

"Breath of Flame, First Form: Shiranui".

In an instant, Kyojuro Rengoku's body rushed into the room like flowing flames.

As the door shattered, Kyojuro Rengoku saw what was inside the room.

A ghost is gripping a little girl's neck, and an old woman covered in blood is lying on the ground.

Hearing the noise, the demon turned around hurriedly, its pupils instantly contracting: "Demon Slayer Corps! Don't come any closer, or I'll strangle her!"

The ghost was holding the little girl with one hand. Because her throat was being squeezed, the little girl was having difficulty breathing and her face looked extremely pale.

But the next second, a burning tiger pounced on it!

"Breath of Flame, Form 5: Flame Tiger".

In an instant, the demon's arm was severed, and Rengoku Kyojuro held the little girl in one arm and the burning Nichirin Blade in the other.

"You are... the Flame Pillar... Oh no!" The demon turned and ran.

Even the Twelve Ghost Moons are no match for the Nine Pillars, let alone a small Karami like this.

But he couldn't outrun the flames.

"Breath of Flame, Third Form: All-Encompassing Flame!"

The Blazing Blade sliced ​​the demon in two from top to bottom, and the demon screamed as it turned to ashes.

"Alright, you're safe now." Rengoku Kyojuro smiled at the little girl, then immediately went to check on the old woman's injuries.

Fortunately, the old lady only injured her arm.

The little girl's eyes were full of light.

Perhaps this is what people consider a hero.

"Could I please get a few bento boxes? I need them for my train journey. How much do they cost?"

The little girl immediately waved her hands in a panic.

But her older brother had already given her the money.

……

"I'm back. Let's all eat our bento boxes together." Rengoku Kyojuro returned carrying a huge pile of bento boxes.

The Demon Slayer Corps members nearby were still complaining, "Lord Flame Pillar, please don't act on your own next time. We can help you too."

"I understand. By the way, my lord said he assigned me three assistants. Where are they?" Rengoku Kyojuro asked.

Just then, the three little ones walked over with shocked expressions.

Kamado Tanjiro, my wife Zenitsu, and Kubihira Inosuke.

"This is the train..."

It was the first time in their lives that the three of them had ever seen a train, and they were incredibly shocked.

Inosuke even mistook the train for a giant monster in the forest and prepared to wrestle with it.

"Over here!" Rengoku Kyojuro waved enthusiastically to the three little ones.

“Kyojuro-sensei!” Kamado Tanjiro was overjoyed to see Rengoku Kyojuro, then looked at Yamabuki Hanajin beside him.

That iconic ahoge (cowlick)...

"Is it... Mr. Yamabuki?" Tanjiro Kamado asked with a curious expression.

"Yes, it's me." Yamabuki Hanajin waved happily.

Tanjiro actually recognized him, that's great.

"You know each other? Don't just stand there, come and eat your bento." Rengoku Kyojuro handed out a bento to everyone.

The pig was the happiest during the meal.

"Why did Mr. Yamabuki suddenly appear here?" Kamado Tanjiro asked curiously.

"This is the first train that Japan expert has ever taken, so of course I had to come and join in the fun. I love a good time! Would you like some sake?" Yamabuki Hanajin poured three cups of sweet rice wine.

Humans may be able to refuse alcohol, but they absolutely cannot refuse sugar.

The sweet and sour taste and slight alcohol flavor made the three little ones fall in love with this wine instantly.

"Another cup!" Piggy shouted, holding up the cup in his hand.

"Keep your voice down! You're attracting everyone's attention!" Zenitsu Agatsuma quickly pulled Ino-kun back.

"Alright, let's get in the car. You've all heard about this mission, right?" Rengoku Kyojuro asked.

Tanjiro Kamado nodded. He was told that they needed to investigate the whereabouts of the Demon King Muzan, but it wasn't that simple.