Time rewinds to five minutes earlier.
"The interaction between Shinobu and Shin'ichi is really cute."
Just as the excited Tsumugi and the exasperated Yuichiro were watching, a very, very gentle voice suddenly sounded behind them.
Looking back, they saw Kanae Kocho, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, giving them a sweet smile.
"Nice to meet you, Yuichiro-kun and Tachibana-san~"
"Wow~ Flower Hashira-sama!!" Tsumugi Tachibana opened her mouth wide, rubbing her eyes in disbelief.
It really was the Flower Hashira!
It had been several months since she had last seen the Flower Hashira!
Yuichiro shyly greeted Kanae.
Compared to Sister Shinobu, Yuichiro didnt have much interaction with Shinobu's older sister, limited to a few encounters at the Butterfly Estate.
Before Tsumugi Tachibana could respond, another figure appeared beside Kanae, accompanied by a cold snort.
"It's just a flashy sparring match. That Moriki guy isn't using his full strength, otherwise, Kocho wouldn't last three minutes under him."
White hair, bloodshot eyes, the scars on his face and the short jacket with the character for "kill" printed on it all exuded a strong aura of bloodlust.
His half-exposed chest was also covered with hideous scars.
"Hiss~ Wind Hashira-sama is here too?!" Tsumugi Tachibana drew in a sharp breath.
Although she was excited about the appearance of the Wind Hashira and Flower Hashira, and she was very supportive of the two of them getting together, the terrifying killing intent emanating from the Wind Hashira was really hard to bear.
Sanemi looked at Shinichi and Shinobu sparring on the field with a critical eye, occasionally frowning, his hand unconsciously reaching for the Nichirin sword at his waist.
Compared to the Lower Moon One whom he had once slain, Sanemi hadn't encountered any worthy demons since becoming the Wind Hashira.
Every mission was almost as easy as cutting vegetables.
If that was all, it would have been fine, but the fact that his teammates repeatedly encountered Lower Moons and even Upper Moons particularly annoyed Sanemi.
It's worth noting that Sanemi's hatred for demons was extremely strong.
He constantly yearned to slay all demons, especially the powerful Twelve Kizuki.
However, the reality was that he had missed every battle between the Demon Slayer Corps and the Twelve Kizuki, which made the already hot-tempered Sanemi even more angrier.
For the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, it might be difficult to choose which Hashira was the most approachable, but there was no need to choose which Hashira looked the most dangerous and frightening.
Clang!
As Shinichi deflected Shinobu's sword, the battle on the training ground came to an end.
While Shinichi's head-patting gesture caused Tsumugi to excitedly cry out, Sanemi could no longer contain himself.
"Eh! Sanemi-kun!" Kanae instinctively cried out as she saw a blur rush past her, but she didn't manage to grab hold of Sanemi.
On the other side, Shinobu, her face still flushed, turned her head with a puzzled expression.
"I thought I heard my sister's voice..... Oh, it really is sister!"
Seeing her sister Kanae, Shinobu happily waved at her, but at that moment she also saw Sanemi charging towards her and Shinichi.
Shinichi sensed the strong fighting spirit emanating from Sanemi and smiled, pulling the somewhat dazed Shinobu behind him.
"Looks like Sanemi's hands are itching."
"Huh? What did you say, Shinichi-kun?" Shinobu tilted her head and asked.
"Nothing. You and Kanae haven't seen each other in a long time. Go have a good chat," Shinichi shrugged, sending Shinobu away before turning to face Sanemi.
Sure enough, Sanemi smiled with a hint of excitement, one hand carrying his sheathed Nichirin sword, the other pointing at the Nichirin sword at Shinichi's waist.
"Moriki, you can't practice much with that little Kocho girl. Let's have a go, you and me. Among the Hashira, I've long wanted to try your Forest Breathing. How about it, shall we spar?"
Shinichi looked up at the sun still lazily hanging in the sky and sighed helplessly.
"It's still early. Since you're interested, I can't refuse."
Whoosh!
The moment Shinichi finished speaking, the sheathed Nichirin sword violently swung towards his face.
It was an exceptionally fierce strike, with the veins on Sanemi's arm bulging.
"As impatient as ever."
BANG!!
With a crisp sound, Shinichi responded in an instant, successfully blocking Sanemi's strike with his own sheathed long Nichirin sword in an upward slash.
This collision of scabbards seemed to press some kind of signal.
In the next second, the two figures quickly turned into blurs.
Green and dark green slashes constantly intersected and collided and the momentum of the Breath of Wind and Breath of Forest seemed to whip up a hurricane in the training ground.
Unlike the earlier sparring between Shinichi and Shinobu, the battle between Shinichi and Sanemi was exceptionally intense.
Even though both of their Nichirin swords were sheathed, the power of each strike left terrifying marks on the thick ground of the training field.
"Breath of the Forest, Sixth Form: Resilent Grass, Hurricane Strike!"
"Breath of Wind, Seventh Form: Gale, Sudden Gusts!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The strong gusts of wind blowing towards her made Tsumugi Tachibana unable to keep her eyes open.
She covered her eyes, "AHHH! Is this really training? My eyes!"
Suddenly, in an instant, the hurricane in front of Tsumugi Tachibana vanished into thin air.
She slowly opened her slightly red and sore eyes.
"Is it over?"
But standing in front of Tsumugii Tachibana was an extremely burly figure.
With hands clasped together, although the haori over his monk's robe fluttered constantly in the hurricane, Gyomei Himejima's body stood in place like a mountain, completely unmoved.
"Namu Amida Butsu. Sanemi's growth is truly astonishing, and likewise, Shinichi's strength is extraordinary as always."
"Stone Hashira-sama?" Tsumugi Tachibana stared blankly at the figure in front of her.
But it wasn't over yet.
Another voice sounded from behind her, "Although a battle of flying sand and rocks is quite flashy, the flying dust is really troublesome. It's dirtied my gorgeous hair."
Uzui Tengen walked over, complaining while patting the dust and some weeds off his hair.
"Sound Hashira-sama?"
"Everyone's here, huh? In that case, I'll watch here too~" A figure wearing a fox mask also walked into the training ground and sat down next to Tsumugi Tachibana and Yuichiro.
"You two don't mind, do you?" The voice was very gentle.
Tsumugi Tachibana quickly shook her head, "No! Of course not, Wave Hashira-sama, please sit!".
As she spoke, Tsumugi Tachibana moved over a bit more.
The eyes visible beneath the fox mask flashed with a hint of amusement.
"Thank you."
"My goodness, have all the Hashira's come here?" Tsumugi Tachibana murmured, her head spinning a bit.
Since she joined the Demon Slayer Corps, she had never seen so many Hashira gathered at once.
Except for the Water Hashira, Giyu Tomioka, who was still recuperating at the Butterfly Mansion, it seemed that all the other Hashira had come to this small training ground.
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