“Oh!
That makes a lot of sense!” Kyojuro Rengoku nodded and said very boldly, “Instead of wallowing in self-pity because you are weak, it is better to hone yourself further!” His voice was as cheerful as always, but he failed to notice that Sanemi Shinazugawa’s face was exceptionally gloomy at this moment.
Murata shrank back and hid behind Lin.
He always had a premonition that Mr.
Sanemi was about to draw his sword at any moment!
Fortunately, Kyojuro Rengoku continued with great spirit, “Mr.
Lin!
Although I am very reluctant, we have completed our mission and need to bid you farewell!
It was a great honor to carry out a mission with you!
I will report to the Master that you slew two Lower Rank demons!
I am sure the Master will be very happy to receive this news!
Sanemi, let’s go.” Hearing this, Murata’s eyes widened instantly.
He actually slew two Lower Rank demons?!
Mr.
Lin is just too strong!
On the other side, Lin also breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Fortunately, Kyojuro Rengoku called Sanemi Shinazugawa away.
Otherwise, he would have had to witness the infamous scene of Giyu Tomioka being ostracized again.
After seeing off Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa, Lin, Giyu Tomioka, and Murata walked out of the mansion.
At the entrance of the mansion, Lin turned to look at Giyu Tomioka and Murata, “You should have finished your investigation as well.
Go attend to your business.
I still need to stay here for a while.” At the same time, a Kasugai Crow happened to fly over.
“Caw!
South-southeast!
South-southeast!
Demon tracks discovered on a train!
Hashira Giyu Tomioka and Kano-rank swordsman Murata are requested to proceed to the investigation immediately!” Upon receiving the message, the two exchanged greetings and hurried away.
Lin let out a soft breath and began to search for Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s grave, following the instructions of Lady Tamayo.
Not long after, Lin found a grave that, while looking ancient, still had a clearly legible inscription on the tombstone.
Grave of Yoriichi Tsugikuni Lin stood in front of the grave, fell silent for a moment, and began to clear the weeds around it.
At the same time, the past events of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, which he had seen in the original work, slowly welled up in his heart.
He did not know how much time had passed before Lin snapped back to reality.
His heart stirred, and with a sense of intuition, he checked the synchronization, discovering that it had indeed increased once again.
It had now reached 42%.
Just then, an incredibly powerful sound of something breaking through the air arrived.
Lin turned his head and discovered that a muffled thud had followed on the open ground not far away.
A shockwave mixed with soil and grass debris instantly kicked up there.
When the shockwave dissipated, Lin clearly saw that a figure had appeared there.
He saw clearly that the person had a very upright posture and was wearing a kimono with purple snake patterns and black patches.
At his waist was a katana made of flesh and blood, looking like a living thing.
Lin looked up and, as expected, saw six terrifying golden eyes on the other person’s face!
On the central pair of eyes, Lin saw the characters for “Upper Rank” and “One”.
Upper Rank One, Kokushibo Kokushibo’s six eyes were all locked firmly onto Lin.
When Muzan Kibutsuji ordered him to find Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s grave, Kokushibo had not held any expectations.
He still remembered that back then, after he had cut down Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s corpse, he had picked up that flute he had made by hand.
At that time, he had regained his lingering human emotions, and tears had flowed from his eyes.
He did not want to face Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s broken corpse again, so he had left directly.
Given the state of the world at that time, even if Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s body had not been left exposed in the wilderness, it would only have been buried hastily.
And after nearly three hundred years of change, even if someone had truly laid Yoriichi Tsugikuni to rest, he should have long since turned to dust, leaving not even bones behind.
But what Muzan Kibutsuji had seen with his own eyes, as well as the wounds on his body, forced Kokushibo to face this possibility.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni had been resurrected!
He had crawled out of his grave!
Following his memories from back then, Kokushibo first found the place where he had last encountered Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
But after searching for several days in a row, he could not find any traces.
Kokushibo had originally been prepared to give up and return to the Infinity Castle to report to Muzan Kibutsuji.
But just before he was about to leave, he heard from demons nearby that there was a strange grave in the forest nearby, which seemed to have existed for hundreds of years.
And it was said that over these few hundred years, every so often, a beautiful woman would appear to pay her respects at the grave.
After listening to the accounts of the nearby demons, an exceptionally strong premonition suddenly arose in Kokushibo’s heart.
The so-called strange grave was the burial place of Yoriichi Tsugikuni!
Kokushibo did not hesitate any longer and rushed toward the location of the grave mentioned by the demons.
As a result, just after arriving here, he saw deep red hair, a red haori, a dark red Demon Slayer Mark on his forehead, an appearance that was exactly the same as the Yoriichi Tsugikuni in his memory, and…
the pair of hanafuda earrings with the sun pattern that his mother had left him.
The person before him was slowly overlapping with the Yoriichi Tsugikuni in his memory.
Kokushibo suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by a large hand.
Fear, shock, longing, hatred, jealousy…
A flood of emotions instantly rushed into Kokushibo’s mind.
Having been calm for hundreds of years, he had not even expected that he still possessed such rich emotions.
Finally, Kokushibo slowly spoke, “You, indeed, look very much like him.” His voice was exceptionally hoarse, sounding exactly like two pieces of rusty sheet metal rubbing together.
“However, you absolutely cannot be him!
Three hundred years ago, I saw Yoriichi Tsugikuni die before my eyes.
The dead cannot return to life.
You are nothing but an imitator of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, you…” Lin took a deep look at Kokushibo.
Just now, he had stood by Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s grave and contemplated for a long time, having already substituted himself into the role of Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
He reached out a hand, stroked the tombstone beside him, and said softly, “Older Brother, you are still the same as you were back then.
After I returned, I had thought about meeting you again, but I did not expect it to be here.” Kokushibo seemed to be enraged by Lin’s words.
All six eyes simultaneously revealed emotions of anger.
“Stop putting on an act.
You absolutely cannot be Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
You might be able to deceive That Lord, but a base imitator like you absolutely cannot.” Lin looked up at Kokushibo and slowly said that sentence, “How pitiful, Older Brother.” …
📢 Author’s Update The Demon Slayer: Starting with Yoriichi’s Power fanfic is now officially completed with 100+ chapters!
Read Lin’s journey as he changes fate itself and shakes the entire Demon Slayer world.