“A Blue Blade is quite good.
Looking at the purity of this color, Chika, your future mastery of Water Breathing might even surpass Tomioka’s.”
Urokodaki was actually being conservative here.
Tomioka Giyu believed his own talent was inferior to Sabito’s, while Chika and Tanjirou’s talents were even greater than Sabito’s.
However, Tomioka Giyu created the Eleventh Form of Water Breathing himself, which is also a testament to his talent.
The title of the strongest Water Hashira in centuries is one that Tomioka Giyu wears without exaggeration.
Hearing Urokodaki’s words, Chika really wanted to Make complaints the “purity” he mentioned.
So, nichirin blade colors could even have purity distinctions?
A sense of déjà vu from the neighboring, neighboring Baki series came rushing at her.
A certain Strongest Creature on Earth: Your purity is too low!
Chika: Get lost, you’re in the wrong series!
Chika shook her head vigorously.
She gripped the nichirin blade in her hand, carefully sensing and observing it.
Hmm…
it has to be said, this blue is quite beautiful.
Suddenly, the sound of a Crow came from outside the wooden cabin.
A few seconds later, the Crow flew in from outside.
It was about to land but sensed Chika’s presence, performing an emergency mid-air brake, flapping its wings to create distance from her.
“Tanjirou!
Chika!
I shall convey the order!
Head to the village in the northwest!
Girls are disappearing there!
Every single night, girls are vanishing!
Find the demon hiding there and slay it!
Please be careful, this is your first mission as members of the Demon Slayer Corps!”
After saying this, the Crow flapped its wings, immediately turned around, and flew out through the window.
Since Chika didn’t have a messenger Crow, she could only have Tanjirou’s Crow relay the command for both, essentially a party mode for shared missions.
“Sister, our work has arrived!”
“Mhm, let’s try to finish it as quickly as possible.”
She didn’t remember this part of the mission very clearly, because what really sparked her interest in demon slayer was the “Mount Natagumo Arc.” The earlier plot was relatively simpler.
Chika only remembered it was a demon who liked to eat young girls and could use a Blood Demon Art.
But that wasn’t a problem.
That demon wasn’t very strong; Tanjirou could solo it easily alone, let alone in a two-person party mode…
oh wait, Nezuko is coming too, so that’s a three-person party.
In a different room from Chika and Tanjirou, Nezuko, with her superhuman demon hearing, overheard their conversation.
She clenched her fists, lowered her head, and gave herself a little pep talk, even though she felt somewhat sleepy.
As Chika and Tanjirou stood up, looking ready to leave, Urokodaki cleared his throat softly and said calmly, “In the room on the left, there is a specially made Wooden Box.
It’s lighter and sturdier than ordinary ones.
You can use this box to store some things.”
Because Haganezuka was present, it was better not to expose the fact that Nezuko was a demon if possible.
Chika and Tanjirou nodded, immediately understanding Urokodaki’s meaning.
After going to the left room to get the box, Nezuko shrank her body, holding a wooden training sword, and slipped into the box.
Tanjirou, carrying the box on his back, prepared to set off.
Chika/Tanjirou: Then we’re off!
After 15 days, they left Urokodaki’s cabin once more.
Urokodaki stood outside the cabin, watching them depart.
Take care, please!
Once the two had moved out of Urokodaki’s sight, after much thought, Chika finally reached out, drew her blue nichirin blade from its sheath.
“Sister, why did you suddenly draw your sword?!”
Tanjirou tensed up, hurriedly looking around because they had just come down from the mountain and weren’t far from the populated town.
The demon slayer timeline is set in the taisho era, the era before Showa.
In this era, samurai carrying swords was already prohibited.
If ordinary people saw such a sharp nichirin blade, it would definitely cause considerable panic.
“Don’t worry, I just want to conduct an experiment.
It’ll be quick, no one will see.” Chika looked at the blue-rippled nichirin blade in her hand.
During the descent, she had pondered and finally thought of a fascinating possibility, and now she was going to test it.
Both Chika and Tanjirou maintained the low-consumption Total Concentration Breathing of Water Breathing throughout the day.
But now, Chika stopped the Water Breathing Technique and entered the breathing state of Hinokami Kagura.
Her previously calm body instantly felt like her blood was boiling, and her body temperature noticeably rose a degree.
From bottom to top, the Blue Blade actually turned black.
Chika gripped the blade and performed a “Circular Dance” on the spot.
The power it displayed was significantly higher than both Chika and Tanjirou had imagined.
“Sister, your blade has become the same as mine!”
“Just as I guessed.
My blade can also switch colors according to changes in my Breathing Technique.
This truly deserves to be called the color-changing blade.” Chika nodded with satisfaction.
As long as fate hadn’t locked her path solely to Water Breathing, it was fine.
After all, who would use Water Breathing for damage in the later stages when Hinokami Kagura was available?
Chika was looking forward to replicating a certain scene from Yoriichi Tsugikuni right in front of Muzan in the future.
“What do you think life is?!”
Chika couldn’t help but blurt it out.
Beside her, Tanjirou was utterly confused, a giant question mark over his head.
What…
what about life…
huh?
Chika cleared her throat awkwardly and waved her hand, indicating he shouldn’t mind it.
“Let’s continue, try to finish this quickly.”
“Mhm!”
The two advanced and soon arrived at a populated town.
Of course, this wasn’t the destination town, but passing through the town interior greatly helped Chika understand this era.
The taisho era before Showa wasn’t as backward as one might imagine.
That’s right, after all, the taisho era already had trains, armed forces had rifles, and during the final battle, the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps used a large amount of Black Powder, detonating it at one point to inflict significant damage on Demon King Muzan at close range.
Chika and Tanjirou pressed on, passing through one town after another, finally arriving at the town reported by the Crow.
And upon just arriving at this town, Tanjirou, with his heightened perception from Total Concentration and his sense of smell surpassing a dog’s, immediately sensed this town’s “unusualness.”
“There’s the scent of a demon.”
Tanjirou’s brow furrowed slightly.
Although the scent was mixed, it wasn’t difficult for him to judge the direction now.
“Alright, Tanjirou, let’s go!”