Demon Slayer: You can become stronger by swinging your sword

Since that day at the martial arts training ground, Butterfly Ninja also knew that his gaffe was seen by everyone in Butterfly House.

But when he quickly reopened the door and faced the outside, the butterfly ninja faced it calmly as if it had never happened before.

Everyone in the butterfly house didn't say a word about this, but they were more attentive to helping the butterfly ninja.

The culprit, Feng Yu, knew that after Butterfly Ninja woke up, he quickly ran away and came to Purgatory Anjuro's house.

Riding Xiao Hei, he soon arrived in front of a courtyard. 🄲

Xiaohei's huge body frightened Qian Shoulang, the sweeper in the yard.

"Weird...monster!"

Qian Shourou looked at the giant thing in the sky in horror, holding the broom tightly in his hand, his legs trembling constantly.

"It actually scared Xingshourou's younger brother..."

Feng Yu picked up Xiao Bai and jumped down, arriving in front of Qian Shou Lang.

"I'm sorry, my pet may have scared you. My name is Nakagawa Fengyu. I'm your elder brother's good friend. It's our first time meeting you. I'm sorry!"

Feng Yu stretched out his hand and gently pulled up Qian Shourou who was sitting on the ground.

"Just... was that monster your pet just now?"

Qian Juro couldn't believe it. After all, Xiao Hei's current body shape was indeed a bit scary.

"Xiao Hei, change back quickly and apologize to Qian Juro."

Then Xiao Hei gradually returned to his original state, revealing his original appearance, "Gaga, I'm sorry, I scared you."

"Is this the Demon Slayer's Raven?"

It was obvious that Senjuro had met Anjuro's eagle crow.

"Yes, where is your brother?"

Feng Yu asked with a smile.

"Brother has just gone out on business. Mr. Feng Yu, why don't you come in first and sit down for a while? I think brother will be back soon."

Senjuro said respectfully.

"good!"

Feng Yu nodded lightly.

"You look so much like your brother, but you also don't look alike..."

Anjuro and Senjuro are exactly the same

If it weren't for the height and personality of the Senjuro in front of him, he wouldn't be able to recognize him if he didn't look carefully.

"Lord Feng Yu is joking, I am not as good as my elder brother..."

Qian Julang served Feng Yu a cup of tea and said.

"Actually, there are many ways to guide others to live in this world. You don't necessarily have to have strong power to protect others..."

Feng Yu said calmly.

When Qian Julang heard this, he seemed to be frozen, his eyes widened: "Mr. Feng Yu... do you think so too?"

"Qianjuro, whether you can do it depends on yourself, not whether others think you can do it."

Feng Yu took a sip of the tea in his hand and said slowly.

"I've learned a lesson, Mr. Feng Yu..."

Next, Senjuro was cleaning and tidying up the entire yard.

"Wine...wine, give me wine!"

The sound of a vase breaking was heard in the room, and then a man with long orange-red hair and thick black eyebrows who looked very similar to Senjuro broke open the door and fell to the ground. ♦♦  ♦♦

The strong smell of alcohol filled the air instantly.

"This is?"

Feng Yu saw that it was Senjuro's father, his predecessor Enzhu Makijuro.

"I'm sorry to make Mr. Feng Yu laugh. This is my father..."

Senjuro apologized with an embarrassed expression on his face, and then walked over to help Makijuro up.

"Go away, you are as useless as Anjuro. None of us can compare to that person. All breathing methods are derived from the breathing of the sun..."

Makijuro pushed Qianjuro away and reached out to pick up the wine bottle that fell on the ground.

Feng Yu watched silently as Senjuro's small body lifted up the tall Makijuro.

Qian Julang didn't say a word and seemed to have

I am used to this kind of life.

Feng Yu vaguely remembered some background information about him in his previous life...

"After reading the books left by the "Flame Pillars" of the past generations, I realized the gap between the strength of the samurai who used the "Breath of the Sun" in the past and myself now, and gradually realized the limits of my abilities and the skills of the sword. Due to his technical incompetence, he became confused and gradually gave up his identity as a swordsman."

"In the end, after his wife, Purgatory Rinhui, passed away due to illness, he became so negative that he completely quit the Demon Slayer Corps and relied on alcohol to anesthetize himself all day long."

Feng Yu felt that such a person had failed. When he lost the belief to continue to become stronger, his predecessor Yan Zhu had already died at that time.

In the previous life, if it weren't for the news of Anjuro's death and the headbutt of Tanjiro, he wouldn't have woken up and regretted himself.

"Trash...they are all trash...sooner or later they will die in the hands of ghosts..."

Masakiro's curses continued to be heard in the room, as well as the sounds of various furniture being smashed.

Feng Yu ignored it. He had no choice but to wake up on his own or be hit with a headbutt by Tanjiro like in the original play. 🄲

"I don't know how Tanjiro's training is going... I miss you so much..."

Tanjiro, who was training in the distance in Mount Saagiri, suddenly sneezed.

"Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling..."

Tanjiro looked around in confusion.

"This journey is over... then let's go back..."

Feng Yu closed his eyes and began to rest.

A scent of fragrant wisteria was lit by Senjuro.

"These incense can calm down father..."

Senjuro explained.

"Well, it's okay..."

The time soon came to around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The current member of the Demon Slayer Squad, Anjuro Purgatory, is back.

Xingjulang looked at Feng Yu at his home and reluctantly

He kept shouting: "Feng Yujun, your strength seems to have improved a lot."

Xingjulang couldn't help shouting: "Fengyu-kun! Why are you a guest?"

A deafening sound sounded

Feng Yu sighed, "As expected of you, Xingshou Lang. This voice was so frightening that even the old man at the head of the village was frightened."

"Long time no see, Mr. Purgatory, please forgive me for my sudden visit."

Feng Yu stood up and said.

"Hahaha, Feng Yu-kun, do you want to be my stepson?"

Anjuro laughed, seeming to be looking forward to his answer.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Purgatory, I didn't have that idea!"

"I'm here today. I just want to pay you a visit and learn martial arts skills by the way!"

Feng Yu said with cupped fists.

Xingjuro groaned and was about to agree, but Qianjuro on the side suddenly interrupted them.

"Brother, what time of the day is it? Why don't we finish our meal first and then spar."

"Gulu~"

Anjuro's stomach began to growl.

"Hahaha, okay, let's eat first!"

Feng Yu also nodded and started eating together.

"Has Mr. Purgatory always had such an amazing appetite?"

Feng Yu was a little surprised that the piles of food in front of him were being quickly destroyed by Xingjulang.

"Yes, brother has always eaten so much..."

Senjuro on the side said calmly, and as he spoke, he picked up vegetables for Anjuro.

"Although Senjuro is younger than Anjuro, he can take care of things at home in an orderly manner, and his whole temperament is completely different from Anjuro."

"Anjuro is bold and straightforward, while Senjuro is reserved and polite. The two brothers' personalities complement each other."

Feng Yu watched the two of them silently from the side, and Qian Juro took care of Xing Jurou like a little adult.

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