RNP Chapter 58 How could I possibly have such an idea! - To be revised
Chapter 58 How could I possibly have such an idea! - To be revised
far away.
Giyu Tomioka was using breathing techniques to quickly move through the woods. He had completed his mission, rescued the trapped and poisoned unconscious team members, and killed the demon with a human head and a spider body.
Although the process was not very smooth, because the hidden leader of the logistics team was Shinobu Kocho.
When Yiyong first saw her, his first impression was that she was a very troublesome person. Although her temperament had become much gentler than before, she was a bit like Kanae the Butterfly.
Although I don’t know what caused her to change, it’s not bad.
But the real trouble was not just Kocho Shinobu's impatient, competitive, and irritable temper. As both were A-class, they were bound to meet, but at first they were unrelated. But during a casual chat, Yiyong accidentally mentioned his encounter with Mo Yunchuan.
This name was like glue. From that day on, Shinobu Kocho started to get closer to Giyu Tomitsu, and discussed her "brother" who was ranked first in her heart along with her sister in a tone of seeking information. Naturally, this made Giyu a little unhappy.
Although he knew that Shinobu Kocho wanted to know the information about the ghost, he couldn't let her stay like this forever, so after Giyuu patiently explained, Shinobu Kocho's tone changed.
After all, a ghost who saved people and her sister, Kocho Kanae, can't be a bad ghost. At this point, Kocho Shinobu decided that Mo Yunchuan was already a human, and stopped the discussion. They started talking about Tomioka Giyu.
So, Yiyong thought she was troublesome.
Back to the topic, after a brief chat with Shinobu Kocho about the situation, Giyu Tomioka discovered that the Lower-Rank Demon in the latest intelligence from Crows has not been discovered yet, which made Giyu feel a little uneasy.
With the enhanced perception of the full concentration breathing method, it was discovered that the place with the strongest demonic aura was in the direction of Tanjiro and Inosuke.
Without even having time to explain to Shinobu Kocho, he immediately rushed in that direction.
"I... made a wrong judgment." Yiyong blamed himself as he ran.
A few minutes later, Giyuu arrived near the lower rank, but he did not hear any sound of fighting. Instead, there were many fallen trees in the nearby woods that seemed to have been cut by sharp objects.
[“Are we late?!”] Yiyong looked around with a serious expression, and his hand on the handle of the knife turned into a clenched gesture.
But, but, when he arrived and saw what had happened, he was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was holding the handle of the knife unconsciously relaxed.
Tanjiro and Inosuke were leaning against a large rock. Although there was blood on their bodies, the bleeding had stopped. However, they were both breathing heavily and seemed too tired to move. The two were staring at the front.
A child was waving silk threads in his hands to cover his body, as if he was defending himself, and in front of the child there was an adult-like woman who raised her leg and kicked him. The child instantly flew up, and the silk thread broke, but he quickly fell down without any damage. The woman's calf was "only" cut, but it recovered instantly.
That’s right, kids are tired. The girl is Nezuko transformed into a demon.
"What...just happened?" Yiyong stood there in a daze, obviously not yet reacting.
At this moment, a voice attracted everyone's attention.
"Breath of Thunder·Type of One·Thunderbolt Flash!"
Lightning that was white inside and blue outside emitted thunder and spread across the jungle opposite Yiyong. In the blink of an eye, a lightning footprint appeared on the surface of every tree. At this extremely fast speed, the calm wind turned into a gale and rushed towards this direction.
Swish! In just a moment, Lei, who was standing on the ground and looking at Nezuko angrily, was instantly hit by the thickest lightning. His body instantly landed on the tree, and his head... had been chopped off.
"Zenitsu!"
"Sanji!"
Tanjiro and Inosuke spoke out at the same time, but Inosuke...
After holding the sword-wielding posture for a while, Zenitsu immediately fell down, and the lightning around him began to dissipate, as if it was just an illusion. Then, Zenitsu fell to the ground and made a sound of deep sleep.
"zzzzz..."
With his head falling to the ground, Rui looked at Zenitsu in disbelief, unable to believe the fact that he had been beheaded.
"Impossible! Why?! Why is this happening?!!"
Maybe a lot of questions filled his mind, but for some reason my eyes suddenly flashed, and my temper stopped in an instant, tears flashed in my eyes and rolled down from the corners of my eyes.
"What is this? My...lost memory?
When it was fading away, Lei recalled the memories of his human days, and remembered that what he wanted was actually to regain the ties that he had lost in the past.
Tanjiro, who was far away, smelled his sadness, endured the pain, dragged his body step by step to Lei, stretched out his hand to him who had already lost his head, and prayed sincerely.
The fifth day of the waning moon is heavy and sudden.
The path that Zenitsu took when he used Thunderbolt Flash.
At this time, Jiguo Yuanyi was walking slowly behind me, less than two meters away from me. He looked around with a little confusion, and he still had a wooden expression on his face.
I put my hands behind my back and walked step by step like a child taking a walk, with a little smile on my face, as happy as if a heavy thing had been thrown away.
Although I looked happy on the outside, I wasn't happy on the inside. ["My spiritual chain is broken. I'm sorry... but to become a Lower Rank, you have to eat at least 100 people on average. And you, and all the members of Nada Spider Mountain, have probably eaten close to 300-400 people."]
Ji Guoyuan had already seen through my true feelings. He didn't know how to comfort me. The only way he could think of was to put his hand on my shoulder for physical comfort, but when he was about to touch me, he pulled his hand back.
Tsugikoku Yoshiichi looked at his hands. [“Let’s just… forget it.”]
(Good boy, you are shy at such a good opportunity? Like a piece of cake.
No, what is there to be shy about between men?
Could it be, damn! ! ! )ヾ(??Д??)?
Ahem! Back to the topic.
When Ji Guoyuan realized that he couldn't do it, he was silent for a while, then leaned over and spoke in my ear with a puzzled tone but a wooden face.
"How do you know that Zenitsu will fall asleep after being stimulated..."
Before Ji Guoyuan could finish his words, he staggered forward like a stimulated cat, screaming.
“Oh my god! Aaaaaaaa——!!
Ji! Guo! Yuan! Yi! What are you doing? ! ! "
When I came to my senses, I covered my scared little heart, my face and ears were already red, and I glared at Tsugumi Yuichiro angrily.
Tsugikoku Yoichi: "......"
Although I don’t know what Jiguo Yuanyi would think when he saw this scene, I’m sure he would say in his heart: [“That was worth it!!!]
"I just want to ask..." Tsugikoku Yuichi said this and stopped when he realized something was wrong.
"Ask your uncle! Go back and kneel on the washboard for a day!" I roared.
At this point, I took a few deep breaths to calm my excitement, combed my image with my hands, closed my eyes and thought to myself.
[“This pervert is really... No, why am I reacting like this? Could it be?... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”]
My thoughts were arguing like a group fight. Some ideas that had never appeared before suddenly appeared in my mind, and I even thought of the pictures.
I couldn't help but shook my head vigorously and slapped my face with both hands, trying to wake up. Fortunately, I woke up.
I turned around and glared at Tsugumi Yoriichi. Even though my face was filled with anger, the blush on my face and ears had not yet dissipated.
"Forget it now, I have other things to do now!"
Hearing this, Ji Guoyuan's eyes lit up. Doesn't this mean...
Before he could finish his thought, I spoke up immediately.
"But you still have to kneel on the washboard."
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To be continued…