A simple resonance actually increased Ryo’s Sun Breathing Swordsmanship proficiency by ten points.
Now, his Sun Breathing and Swordsmanship are both close to breaking through to LV3.
In terms of gains alone…
One night of Transmigration allowed his stats to increase so much; the harvest was undeniably rich.
But Ryo just silently put away his panel, still feeling a bit annoyed.
He leaned on his wooden staff, somewhat exhausted, and sat down on the wooden steps in front of the cabin.
He was already severely depleted of physical strength, and forcing himself to perform the Sun Breathing Dance Swordsmanship just now had completely overdrawn his stamina.
“You seem very unhappy, Ryo,” Secretary Fujiwara said, cupping her face as she sat beside Ryo.
“Mm,” Ryo replied weakly.
“You’re a stranger we just met,” Secretary Fujiwara’s tone softened, “Ryo is really gentle.”
“Since that’s the case, then beg me.”
Secretary Fujiwara’s tone suddenly became lively and playful.
She jumped off the wooden steps, as light and graceful as an elf.
She stood in front of Ryo, pointing a straight index finger at the tip of the nose of the somewhat dejected Ryo, who was looking down.
“As long as you say with enough sincerity, ‘Please help me, Teacher Fujiwara’…”
“Teacher Fujiwara will help you, you know.”
Looking at the confident and lively Secretary Fujiwara in front of him, Ryo’s eyes suddenly lit up.
That’s right, he couldn’t save Tanjuro.
That was because he had just Transmigrated, was a poor boy, and had no background.
But the Young Miss Fujiwara in front of him was a local bigwig in City Z, the Young Miss of a political Family.
They were no longer mere existences from an ordinary slice-of-life world, but a Family possessing resources from a High Martial World.
“Can you really save Tanjuro?”
Ryo excitedly reached out and directly grabbed the small hand that Secretary Fujiwara had extended.
The latter immediately blushed, quickly pulled her hand back, and whispered,
“Teacher-student relationships are not allowed, Ryo.”
As scatterbrained as ever.
However, Ryo couldn’t care less now.
He imitated Secretary Fujiwara’s earlier gesture, clasped his hands together, raised them high above his head, and said loudly,
“Please, Teacher Fujiwara.”
“Hey, that’s too loud, you idiot!”
Secretary Fujiwara hurriedly waved her hands around.
Then she took out a small pendant from her chest.
It was very small, about the size of a small Vitamin C tablet.
“This will definitely work. My great-grandfather gave it to me for emergencies.”
Secretary Fujiwara casually gave the pill to Ryo.
Ryo was still quite touched.
One didn’t even need to think to know how precious this item was.
Yet Secretary Fujiwara was able to give it to him, someone she had only known for a short time.
What ‘cancer of the Earth,’ ‘Devil King-level destroyer’…
This was simply Mother Mary!
Ryo didn’t have time for too many pleasantries; he could already hear the sound of weeping coming from the wooden house behind him.
He took the pill and quickly rushed into the wooden house.
Inside, the pale and withered Tanjuro lay weakly on the bed, unable to speak.
Everyone from the Kamado Family, even the sick Kamado Aoi, had come over.
The younger ones were already crying loudly.
The older ones also had tears in their eyes.
Under everyone’s puzzled gazes, Ryo directly pushed everyone aside, came to Tanjuro, and put the pill into his mouth.
A moment later…
Under everyone’s shocked gazes…
Tanjuro, this emaciated man who was about to die, actually recovered in a few breaths.
His complexion was rosy, full, and his skin was plump and radiant.
At this moment, Tanjuro was no longer a patient whose life force was fading.
He was simply a healthy adult who had never known illness.
“Fujiwara (student), what on earth did you give him?”
Ryo was also inexplicably shocked by the scene before him.
He ran out, directly grabbed Secretary Fujiwara’s shoulders, and shook her as he asked.
“I don’t know. They say it’s made from some kind of Senzu Bean extract,” Secretary Fujiwara said, feeling a bit dizzy from being shaken.
“Senzu Bean.”
“No wonder.”
Ryo understood.
This thing was practically a conceptual item.
It was almost impossible for such a thing to appear in a normal High Martial World, but anime worlds often defy logic.
Frankly, giving this to Tanjuro was almost a waste of its efficacy.
However, it must be said that Secretary Fujiwara’s move really helped Ryo a lot.
One day later.
On a rural road.
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Ryo and Tanjuro each pushed a cart, laden with various odds and ends.
Ryo didn’t have much time.
The college entrance examination was approaching, and there was also a mock test at school.
There were rewards for ranking high, although the rewards were generally modest.
However, Ryo needed this mock test opportunity to improve his academic ranking.
If he could make a stunning debut, he would receive resource support from the school.
Without mentioning resources as good as Little Dragon Girl’s, slightly inferior resources would certainly be sufficient for him.
Moreover, the resources in demon slayer were simply too scarce.
They were somewhat hindering the improvement of his current physical fitness.
Therefore, Ryo quickly convinced Tanjuro to move the Kamado Family and search for the Demon Slayer Corps with him.
The persuasion process was not difficult.
Tanjuro was aware of Ryo’s miraculous abilities.
“To go to Mount Sagiri, you still have to cross that mountain.”
“It’s already very late. Are you sure you’ll be alright like this?”
A woman leading a child reminded Ryo and his group.
Although their group was large, they didn’t seem dangerous at all.
Most of them were children, and the two adults leading them, Tanjuro and Kamado Aoi, both had very kind and approachable faces.
“It’s fine,” Tanjuro bowed in thanks, speaking gently.
His voice was gentle, but it gave people a strange sense of confidence.
“Many people have gone missing on that mountain at night recently, so be careful not to get lost.”
The woman was also kind, and she continued to shout reminders until Ryo and his group left.
“Those people probably aren’t lost, Mr. Tanjuro,” Ryo said with a serious expression, reminding him.
“It’s the Demons you spoke of,” Tanjuro also nodded gently.
Legends of Demons had always circulated, and many households would hang wisteria flowers on their doors or burn wisteria flower-infused incense at their entrances to ward off Demons.
Tanjuro had always thought these were just legends.
Until Ryo told him about the things hidden in the darkness of this world.
Man-eating, immortal evil Demons.
And that Devil King who had lived for hundreds of years.
“Our weapons cannot kill Demons. If you encounter a Demon, just restrict its movements.”
“Sunlight will completely destroy the Demon.”
Ryo spoke to remind him.
Seeing Tanjuro become serious, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
With Tanjuro around, let alone ordinary evil Demons, even a Lower Rank would not be a concern.