Thank you so much, Yoizumi!
Even though his hearing had returned, Kyojuro Rengoku knew his tone was too high-pitched, but he was used to it and still hadn't quite changed.
"Next, I'll need you to painstakingly guide Tanjirou, them, and me."
Yoizumi shook his head, indicating it wasn't necessary.
"Mmm! I will definitely train Young Kamado and the others into powerful swordsmen!"
"Now that my body has recovered, let's start training today!"
The enthusiasm in Kyojuro Rengoku's eyes was almost overflowing; he had been bored enough lying in bed doing nothing before.
He was a hundred percent willing to teach his juniors.
"I won't be able to train these next few days, so please feel free to instruct them."
Yoizumi raised his small hand; his nichirin blade was taller than him now, and Yoizumi didn't think he could do any effective training with his current physique.
"Understood!"
Kyojuro Rengoku nodded and walked towards Tanjirou's room, raising his hand to signal to Yoizumi behind him.
"Then I'll go first!"
He yawned and rubbed his eyes; to be honest, he was so sleepy he could barely stand.
Time to go back to sleep.
After only a few steps, he accidentally bumped into someone's leg, stumbled back a few steps, and was about to fall on his bottom when a fair, small hand steadily pulled him up.
"So sleepy, aren't we?"
Shinobu looked at Yoizumi, whose small head was nodding, and said crossly.
"Sorry..."
He tried hard to keep his eyes open, not wanting to appear so tired.
She smiled helplessly, bent down, and, under Yoizumi's puzzled gaze, picked him up.
"I'll take you back to your room. Like this, I'm afraid you might accidentally walk into the sun."
Curled up in Shinobu's arms, the small figure didn't resist, obediently resting his small head on her shoulder.
She smiled faintly; he truly seemed very sleepy.
She took small steps towards Yoizumi's room.
With every breath, he inhaled the wisteria scent from Shinobu, rich, sweet, and fragrant, making Yoizumi feel even more at ease and sleepy.
Accompanied by this scent, Yoizumi closed his eyes...
"Today, we begin training!"
Kyojuro Rengoku had changed back into his Demon Slayer Corps uniform, and his haori, damaged in battle, had been mended by the Demon Slayer Corps tailor.
His stance, with arms crossed, exuded a sharp aura.
"Yes!"
Tanjirou replied, full of fighting spirit.
"It's finally starting!"
Inosuke also excitedly raised his hands, swinging his nichirin blade up and down.
"Yes..."
Agatsuma Zenitsu looked weakly at the two people next to him, completely unable to understand why they were so happy about training.
"Mmm! First, let's start with physical training."
Kyojuro Rengoku raised his hand and pointed to a mountain not far from the Butterfly Mansion, his expression serious.
"Run 20 laps around this mountain before sunset!"
"I'll tell you the rest of the training when you return."
"Yes!"
Tanjirou set off first, with Inosuke close behind.
"Easy!"
20 laps?!
No way!
Seeing Tanjirou and Inosuke had already run far ahead, Zenitsu finally chased after them.
"Wait for me! Don't leave me behind!"
After everyone had departed, Kyojuro Rengoku found Kanzaki Aoi and explained his requirements to her.
Kanzaki Aoi looked shocked.
"Do you really need that much?"
"Yes!"
"Understood."
When the sky was tinged with red, Tanjirou and the others ran back to the Butterfly Mansion, panting.
Everyone's clothes were soaked with sweat.
Agatsuma Zenitsu was so tired he wanted to collapse on the ground immediately, but just as he was about to fall, he was poked back up by a nichirin blade scabbard.
Kyojuro Rengoku looked at them sternly.
"Everyone stand straight! No sitting!"
He poured a cup of light salt water for each of them.
After Tanjirou and the others had all drunk it, Kyojuro Rengoku crossed his arms and looked down, calculating the time, waiting for them to fully absorb the salt.
Tanjirou swallowed, not understanding why Mr. Rengoku suddenly stopped speaking, but he didn't dare to act on his own and just stood obediently.
Inosuke widened his eyes, wanting to be the best performer.
I'm going to die! I'm going to die!
Someone, anyone, please save me!
I can't hold on!
Agatsuma Zenitsu's face was pale, as if he would roll his eyes and foam at the mouth and faint the next second.
After a long period of silence, Kyojuro Rengoku finally moved, picking up three bamboo swords he had prepared earlier and throwing them to the dazed Tanjirou and the others.
"Alright, begin. Pick up your swords."
What?
What for?
Zenitsu held the bamboo sword blankly with both hands, then heard Kyojuro Rengoku tell them to attack him together.
He was so shocked that he clutched his cheeks with both hands, his eyeballs straining almost to pop out.
You're kidding, right?
Are you crazy?!
He's supposed to fight a Pillar?
Spare him!
"Good! If I, the great me, defeat you, I'll be a Pillar!"
"Mr. Rengoku, watch out!"
"Do you really think you can win?!" Agatsuma Zenitsu complained weakly.
As expected, everyone was hit in one strike.
Before they even had a chance to resist, their bamboo swords flew out of their hands, and Zenitsu's sword broke directly.
"This won't do. How can your sword leave your hand! Again!" Kyojuro Rengoku scolded.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Tanjirou picked up his bamboo sword and charged again...
"That's enough!"
Kyojuro Rengoku only stopped when Tanjirou and the others reached their limit.
He paused his gaze on each of them for a moment, then nodded in affirmation.
Although there were complaints, everyone persevered.
He had taken on Tsuguko before, but they had all left because they couldn't endure his training.
They are indeed excellent unpolished gems.
His booming voice was deafening.
"Let's eat! I'm hungry!"
When Tanjirou sat down at the dining table and saw the food piled up like a small mountain, his expression was very colorful.
He had to eat all of this?
"After training, you must eat a full meal!" Kyojuro Rengoku sat down with a bold, sweeping posture, picked up his rice bowl, and with every bite, he loudly praised the deliciousness of the food.
"Umaii!"
"Umaii!"
Agatsuma Zenitsu, in tears and miserable, covered his ears with one hand while eating his meal.
When will these days end?!
Inosuke used both hands, devouring his food like a whirlwind, occasionally glancing at Rengoku's eating progress.
After confirming that the other person was eating slower than him, he would flash a triumphant smile.
"Burp~"
Clutching his round belly and burping, Tanjirou couldn't eat anymore.
One meal had been almost a day's worth of food for him.
"Flame Pillar-sama, this is for you."
Kanzaki brought over freshly roasted sweet potatoes and placed them on the dining table.
"Thank you! The food was delicious!"
Seeing the warm sweet potatoes, his passionate eyes brightened a few shades.
Taking a hot bite, Kyoujurou smiled and shouted loudly.
"Umaii!"
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