Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

"Wow!"

"They're kissing!"

"Great!"

Suzuki Haruko jumped out. She's been supporting this couple for years, and today is the end.

Kiritani Sento and Kocho Shinobu sat up suddenly. They were stunned. What was going on?

Kocho Shinobu put her hands on her hips, her face flushed. Fortunately, Rabbit knew illusion, otherwise she would be so embarrassed.

"Master, you!"

Suzuki Haruko scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, and looked at Kiritani Sento and the others with an embarrassed face and said, "Ahem!"

"I'm just passing by today!"

After a simple excuse, Suzuki Haruko ran away decisively.

Kiritani Sento held his forehead helplessly. He didn't expect that he would be eaten by melons one day.

He pointed at the white hair sticking out of the bushes and said with a wry smile: "Kaoru, your hair is showing!"

"And sister Hui!"

Kaoru Kiritani and Kanae, who were discovered, also stood up. Kaoru Kiritani said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations, brother and sister-in-law finally achieved their goal!"

"Hehehe!"

"That's right, that's right, Rabbit, you should have taken action a long time ago, I can entrust Shinobu to you!"

As soon as Kanae finished speaking, Ubuyashiki Yoya and the other four stood up.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Oh my god, boss!" Kiritani Sento was frightened and took a step back.

He could imagine who would come, but it was a little unbelievable that the boss would also join in the fun.

Because there were suddenly more people, Kocho Shinobu's CPU was burned dry, and heat kept coming out of her hair, and her face was red as if she was cooked.

Kocho Shinobu was like a shy little girl, hiding her whole body behind Kiritani Sento.

Kiritani Zhantu said with a smile, "Thank you for your blessings!"

"Hahaha!"

Kyojuro's hearty laughter put a perfect end to this confession.

Time flies, and winter is here as promised.

A small town somewhere in Jingxin Mountain, Minamitama County, Tokyo Prefecture.

The cold snowflakes are like sharp daggers, piercing the boy's thin clothes steadily.

The boy looks only ten years old, with long black hair and long bangs on both sides of his head. The ends of his hair are mint green, and the irises on his eyes are also mint green.

It's just that the child who should have been in the care of his parents is carrying a bundle of firewood. The heavy firewood bends the boy's tender shoulders. Like other firewood sellers, his business is very bad because of the appearance of coal.

The boy's figure is stretched very long by the snow curtain, as if he will disappear from this world if he is not careful.

The boy's name is Tokito Ichiro. His parents died of illness. He and his only remaining brother depend on each other for survival. The two brothers live hard in this hostile world.

"Hey! Ichiro is here to sell firewood again!"

"I'll buy the remaining firewood you have!"

A kind-looking old man waved at Ichiro. He limped towards Ichiro and looked like he had a problem with his legs.

Ichiro immediately swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. If it were someone else, he would have cursed and told him to get out.

"You should burn coal!"

The old man shook his head, took the firewood, and stuffed some money into Ichiro's pocket.

Looking at the old man's limping steps, Ichiro remembered everything in his heart.

Perhaps they all suffer from the misfortunes of the world, but poor people always warm each other.

Just as Ichiro passed a corner, a gangster suddenly rushed out. He threw down the firewood in his hand and stared at Ichiro like a hungry wolf.

Compared with the skinny Ichiro, the man was simply a giant beast.

Youichiro protected the money in his arms and stared at the other party with unfriendly eyes: "Kameda, you are not dead yet?"

Youichiro knew that this guy was also selling firewood like himself, but he was not as lucky as himself today.

"Youichiro, your mouth is still so stinky!"

"By the way, if you don't respect me, respect your uncle, don't ask for more, give me half, and you will get these firewood!"

Youichiro's eyes widened, like an angry lion, as if he would bite off a piece of the other party's meat at any time.

Kameda moved his hands and feet and threw a punch.

But in Youichiro's eyes, the opponent's speed was so slow that he easily dodged it by turning sideways, and then hit Kameda heavily with a punch.

However, all of Wuyiro's strength was dissolved by the fat on the opponent's belly. Kameda's powerful fist hit Youichiro's left face, and the teeth flew out with blood.

"Listen to me, you can suffer less!"

"Tsk!" Youichiro looked disdainful, spit out the blood in his mouth and then went up again.

Soon, Kameda, who was six years older than Ichiro, fell to the ground, and Ichiro fell beside him with a bruised face.

Comparison of Ichiro's injuriesThere are more than three times more people.

Youchiro struggled to stand up and spat blood at Kameda: "Bah! Don't mess with me next time!"

"Otherwise you will really die next time!"

Youchiro limped to the other side of the road. The boy named Kameda was full of fear. This guy fights to his death. He is a lunatic.

After walking for an unknown period of time, Youchiro saw a cake shop. The dim light revealed warmth, which was completely different from the ice and snow world he was in.

Just then, a couple passed by with a child about the same age as Youchiro. The child was wearing a white cotton jacket and smiled like an elf in the snow.

"Mom, I want to eat strawberry cake!"

The woman touched the little boy with a doting look on her face and said softly: "Okay, okay! Although it is a Western tradition, it's okay as long as you like it!"

The boy jumped up happily and walked into the cake shop with a happy smile.

Youchiro was like a poor little mouse, hiding in a secluded corner and staring at the cake shop.

He stretched out his bloodstained hand to catch a snowflake, and the biting coldness reminded him all the time that the world did not belong to him.

"Do you have to eat cake on your birthday?" Youyilang asked himself with a puzzled look.

After taking a look at the wrinkled banknotes in his hand, Youyilang walked towards the cake shop.

He might not belong to that world, but Wuyilang could be a happy child!

The moment Youyilang walked to the door, the couple just came out with their child.

The black coarse cloth clothes were full of patches, messy hair, and malicious eyes, which scared the couple to immediately protect their child behind them.

However, the two of them quickly realized that the child might not have parents, otherwise how could he be so miserable.

"Mom, he is so pitiful, let's buy him a piece of cake too!" The little boy pulled the corner of his mother's clothes and looked at Youyilang with innocent eyes.

"Child, this is for you, okay!" The man patted Youyilang's shoulder gently.

After all, coming to the cake shop at this time probably means that his birthday is also on this day.

"Thank you!"

"I can buy it myself!"

Ichiro walked into the cake shop without looking back.

"Mom, where is his mom?"

The little boy's careless question was like a sharp knife, piercing the softest part of Ichiro's heart.