“Damn it, let me down!
I want to fight you one-on-one!”
Inosuke struggled constantly in midair, shouting and screaming.
“Go back to training, idiot.”
Tomioka Giyu patted off the non-existent dust from his hands.
Uchiha Bing’s eyelid twitched slightly as he watched from the side.
He had thought that being able to defeat a member of the Twelve Kizuki meant his strength was already close to that of a Hashira, but Tomioka Giyu’s speed just now was so fast that he had barely been able to see it.
However, seeing Inosuke hanging in midair, struggling and swinging, Uchiha Bing was very curious about why Tomioka Giyu carried a rope around with him, so he asked.
“Giyu-senpai, why do you carry something like a rope with you?”
Tomioka Giyu looked completely calm.
“People often launch sudden attacks on me, but since they aren’t demons, I can only tie them up.”
“Uh, is that so?”
*They attack you suddenly, isn’t it because you’re so bad at speaking?*
Uchiha Bing wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He turned to look at the surprised Tanjiro and suddenly remembered something.
“Tanjiro, there shouldn’t be anything left for us to do here.
Let’s go, we need to get down the mountain quickly.”
“Eh, in such a hurry?
Oh, right, I wonder how that guy Agatsuma Zenitsu is doing.
Let’s hurry down and check.
He was too scared to enter the mountain before, so I don’t know if he’s okay.”
Since the two of them were leaving, they naturally couldn’t leave Inosuke behind.
So, once Tomioka Giyu headed off to other parts of the mountain, Tanjiro immediately let Inosuke down.
After being let down, Inosuke remained silent, quietly following behind the two as they walked down the mountain.
Seeing a Hashira-level expert fight for the first time had completely shattered the boar’s self-confidence.
“I didn’t kill a single demon, and I was even hung from a tree and mocked…
Am I not very strong?”
Tanjiro noticed that something was wrong with the Boar-headed Boy, so he leaned in close to Inosuke, trying to comfort the boar boy.
“Inosuke, what’s wrong?
You’ve been silent this whole time.”
“It’s nothing.
I just suddenly realized how weak I am.”
The Boar-headed Boy was utterly dejected, even walking with a listless, dispirited gait.
“Inosuke, you are already very strong.”
A loss was a loss, especially when he had been completely powerless to fight back while at his peak.
This wasn’t something that could be cheered up by words alone.
Seeing that his words had no effect, Tanjiro grew a bit anxious, but he didn’t know what else to say.
When it came to strength, the facts were clear and could not be changed by mere words.
Seeing the Boar-headed Boy so depressed, Uchiha Bing thought for a moment and cleared his throat, drawing Tanjiro’s attention.
“Tanjiro, do you know about Total Concentration: Constant?”
Tanjiro’s attention was instantly diverted.
“It’s my first time hearing of it.
Bing, tell me more.”
Uchiha Bing glanced at Inosuke, cleared his throat, and then began to speak.
“The one who just defeated Inosuke is a Hashira, who stands at the peak of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen.
Their strength represents the pinnacle of human power, and the reason they are so formidable is because of the Breathing Style of Total Concentration: Constant.”
Inosuke’s ears quietly perked up, and he even started walking softly, terrified of missing any key information.
Under Tanjiro’s expectant gaze, Uchiha Bing said, “Ordinary swordsmen like you and Inosuke only enter the state of Total Concentration Breathing when you swing your swords to slash demons, using the Breathing Style to temporarily boost your physical abilities.
But Hashira-level swordsmen maintain the state of Total Concentration Breathing basically twenty-four hours a day, even while sleeping.
And this is what is called Total Concentration: Constant.”
“Hiss, that’s terrifying.
Wouldn’t the body be unable to take it?”
Tanjiro gasped in awe.
Only now did he realize just how powerful Tomioka Giyu actually was.
“When you usually train your bodies, there is always a limit; you run out of energy after training to a certain point.
But the Breathing Style can temporarily boost your physical limits.
This way, you can train a bit more every day, and day after day, year after year, your physical strength will become terrifyingly powerful.”
As Uchiha Bing spoke, the group had already reached the foot of the mountain.
“The Lower Rank Five that we fought to the death to kill is just a casual slash to a Hashira.
Of course, that’s only speaking of the Lower Ranks.
The higher the rank in the Twelve Kizuki, the more terrifying their strength.
For the six demons of the Upper Ranks, each requires at least two Hashira to deal with.
If you ever encounter them, you must be extremely cautious.”
“I understand.
My strength is still far from enough.”
Tanjiro looked solemn.
At this moment, Inosuke had regained his vigor.
“Total Concentration: Constant!
I will definitely master it!
Wahahaha!”
Tanjiro caught the scent of Agatsuma Zenitsu.
Looking around, he finally spotted Zenitsu, who had been wrapped up like a mummy by the Kakushi.
Seeing this, Uchiha Bing took the opportunity to suggest leaving ahead of them.
Watching Tanjiro run toward the medical area tended by the Kakushi, Uchiha Bing shook his head speechlessly.
*Young man, you’re running around carrying such a huge box.
It’s incredibly conspicuous, yet you don’t seem self-aware at all.*
Uchiha Bing’s gaze swept past Shinobu Kocho, who was standing not far away, and he glanced at Tomioka Giyu, who had slipped over at some point.
Sensing that nothing major should happen, he decided to slip away.
The moment he stepped out of Natagumo Mountain, the system panel immediately began to tally the results.
“[Influence Value Updated]”
“[Killed Evil Demons: +2,200]”
“[Changed Storyline: Increased number of surviving Demon Slayer Corps Members, +50]”
“[Fame Emerges: You killed one of the Twelve Kizuki, and your name has spread throughout the Demon Slayer Corps, +500]”
“[Current Influence Value: 4,600]”
“[You have slain one of this world’s bosses.
Number of Projection Descents +1]”
“[You have slain one of this world’s bosses.
You may end this projection early]”
Huh?
Why would the system treat ending the projection early as a reward?
Logically speaking, the longer the projection lasted, the better, right?
In any case, it was only a split second in the Ninja World.
If he cleared the game here and killed the Demon King Muzan, his strength would probably be enough to become Hokage directly upon his return.
Uchiha Bing thought as he walked, his gaze suddenly freezing on his Influence Value.
As the system’s currency, the Influence Value had never had a way to be used.
Most likely, it would only come into play after the projection ended.
Now that he had accumulated quite a bit of Influence Value, he should be able to exchange it for some good things upon his return.
Once he quickly converted his Influence Value into actual strength and projected again, he would be able to do much more.
He wouldn’t be as bound as he was now, worrying about whether killing a demon would affect the protagonist’s growth.
In any case, since he had projection counts, he could enter a projection again at any time.
Then he might as well go back and see how things were.
After all, he had to return sooner or later.