Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Comics to American Comics, a Powerful Attack

A few days ago, Tanjuro, who was in relatively good health, had just hunted a plump wild boar and had cured several hundred pounds of pork. Now it was time to take it out and eat it.

The aroma of food filled the air, making the children cheer with joy.

Apart from Tanjiro, the other children were chasing and playing around the fire.

Tanjiro leaned against his father, staring at Chu Yang with wide, round eyes, his eyes filled with joy.

He remembered that his father's health had improved a lot since his older brother last visited their home.

“Mr. Yang, the world outside seems to be much better now. We haven’t heard of any more ghosts hurting people lately.” Tanjuro poked at the fire and said with a smile, “The children should be able to live a peaceful life from now on.”

Chu Yang nodded. Tanjuro knew some of the inside story, so he didn't hold back when talking about these things.

"How are you feeling?" Chu Yang asked, looking at Tanjuro's still somewhat sallow complexion.

"Much better," Tanjuro replied immediately. The terminal illness was still slowly eroding his life. Although Chu Yang had given him a lot of life force, it was only a temporary solution.

Chu Yang glanced at Tanjuro and saw panic in his eyes, knowing he was lying. So he said, "In a few days, I will ask a friend to come and treat you."

"No need, no need, my illness is incurable." Tanjuro quickly waved his hand, not wanting to trouble Chu Yang, and even less wanting Chu Yang to owe him a favor.

"I'm just informing you, not asking for your approval." Chu Yang frowned and said, "If you really feel bad about it, then dance the Kagura dance for me again."

Tanjuro nodded in agreement.

dong dong dong~~~

There was a knock on the door.

“It must be Mr. Tokito.” Tanjuro got up to open the door, and the children immediately followed him, seemingly thinking that their father was going out again.

"Mr. Tokito?" Chu Yang felt that the surname sounded familiar.

The door opened, and a cold wind rushed into the house, causing the temperature to drop sharply. Tanjuro quickly welcomed Tokito's family into the house and then closed the door tightly.

The Shi Tou family came to thank Chu Yang for saving their lives.

"Hello sir, my name is Tokito Ichiro, and these are my two children, Tokito Yuichiro and Tokito Muichiro."

Tokito Ichiro placed his hands on the shoulders of the two children and pressed down gently. The two children immediately understood.

Together with his father, they bowed and expressed their gratitude.

Muichiro Tokito?

Chu Yang's gaze lingered on the youngest child. He never expected that his trip out of the stillness would lead him to encounter Tokito Muichiro, who was supposed to become the "Mist Pillar".

Unfortunately... the Demon Slayer Corps has now disbanded, and this child's terrifying talent will probably remain unknown to anyone for the rest of his life.

Actually, this is for the best. Muichiro probably prefers to live a peaceful life with his family rather than become a peerless genius in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Seeing that Chu Yang did not react for a long time, Shi Tou's family became somewhat apprehensive.

Tanjuro was also a little puzzled. With a questioning mind, he broke the deadlock by saying with a smile, "Mr. Yang, isn't Mr. Tokito's family name interesting? The father is called Ichiro, and the two children are named Ichiro and Muichiro respectively."

Chu Yang laughed and said, "It is indeed quite interesting."

Seeing Chu Yang smile, Tokito Ichiro breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "My wife originally wanted to come and thank you in person, but she is currently bedridden..."

"It's alright, the patient should rest well." Chu Yang suddenly remembered that Muichiro's mother had a very serious lung disease and, like Tanjuro, did not have long to live.

Because they had a sick person at home to take care of, Tokito only exchanged pleasantries for a short while before leaving.

They had brought gifts as thanks, consisting of wild game that they usually kept as their treasures. Chu Yang only accepted a small portion of them, as life in seclusion in the mountains was not easy, and Chu Yang did not want to consume their meager food supplies.

After they left, Chu Yang handed the game over to Tanjuro's wife, Aoi, to prepare. With the game sent by the Tokito family, dinner became even more plentiful.

After dinner, Tanjuro began preparing the costumes and props for the Kagura dance. During this time, Tokito Ichiro came again and brought back the thank-you gift he had just taken back.

“My wife said that these things must be delivered to Mr. Yang, so…” Tokito Ichiro scratched his head, his cheeks red from the cold weather.

Chu Yang was worried that he would get sick from running around in the cold weather, so he finally accepted the gift and said, "A friend of mine will be here in a few days to treat Tanjuro. You can bring your wife with you so they can receive treatment together."

Tokito Ichiro's lips were trembling with excitement. He looked at Chu Yang with a bellyful of words of gratitude, but didn't know how to express them.

At this moment, Tanjuro, who was ready, began to dance the Kagura dance in the courtyard.

The torch in his hand flickered, like the twinkling stars in the sky, which, combined with his graceful dance moves, was mesmerizing.

Even after watching it again, Chu Yang was still easily immersed in it.

The same is true for others.

This was the first time Ichiro Tokito had seen a Kagura dance, but the dance in front of him felt familiar.

Tokito Ichiro did not tell anyone the fact that he was a swordsman.

Since his wife contracted a serious lung disease, he has been spending his days searching for medicine for her and has never picked up a sword again.

The Kagura dance evoked his memories of being a swordsman.

Among the incomplete sword techniques passed down from my ancestors, some movements are extremely similar to the Kagura dance before my eyes.

As he watched and compared the images, he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

After Tanjuro finished his Kagura dance, everyone was still eager for more.

After hesitating for a moment, Tokito Ichiro expressed his doubts to Chu Yang and Tanjuro.

"Actually, your family name isn't Tokito, but Tsugikuni." Chu Yang told Tokito Ichiro the story of Tsugikuni Yoriichi and Tsugikuni Kokusatsu, and also the origin of the Breathing Technique.

Only the parts about ghosts were omitted throughout the process.

Now that Muzan Kibutsuji is dead, there is no need to cause unnecessary panic.

"The sword technique passed down in your family should be called Moon Breathing, the first breathing method derived from Sun Breathing, and it is of great significance."

The two brothers, who belong to the same country, are both of special significance to each other.

Because the markings on his head were considered unlucky, Yoriichi Tsugikuni's childhood was not happy. His father showed him no love whatsoever until he displayed his extraordinary talent.

Besides his mother, only his older brother, Jiguo Yansheng, could bring him a little warmth and sunshine.

He carried the flute that Jiguo Yansheng had given him with him until the moment he died.

Even though Kokushiro Tsugikuni had become a demon by then, he would still address him as "elder brother".

With such deep feelings, Chu Yang believed and was certain that the Moon Breathing technique, tailor-made for Iwakatsu Tsugikuni by Yoriichi Tsugikuni, must have something special that other breathing techniques could not match.

"Mr. Tokito, could you demonstrate your swordsmanship for me?"

Chu Yang actually had a very deep interest in the Breath of the Moon.

The battle with Kokushibo was fleeting. Chu Yang crushed Kokushibo with absolute strength and did not witness any part of the essence of Moon Breathing. After the battle, he felt a little regretful.

“Of course, Mr. Yang!” Tokito Ichiro was overjoyed and hurriedly went home to fetch a rusty samurai sword.

Generally speaking, even if a swordsman's sword is not in use, it will be regularly treated with anti-corrosion measures to prevent the blade from being corroded.

Seeing the condition of the samurai sword, Chu Yang understood that Tokito Ichiro had indeed devoted himself to his wife's illness all these years, leaving him no time to attend to anything else.

"The knife isn't in very good condition, Mr. Yang, please forgive me."

When Tokito Ichiro took out his beloved katana, he looked a little embarrassed, but he quickly composed himself and slowly swung it.

At first, his movements were a bit clumsy, but as he became more focused, those clumsinesses were gradually smoothed out, and he became more fluid and graceful.

While Tokito Ichiro's swordsmanship and Tanjuro's Kagura dance do have similarities, the former's chilling aura is more pronounced.

Chu Yang continued to observe, trying to piece together a complete version of the Breath of the Moon based on his understanding of the Breath of the Sun.

He had a vague feeling that this might be the key to his breakthrough.

Chu Yang didn't call a stop, and Tokito Ichiro continued practicing over and over again, the starting point connecting to the end point, as if forming a complete circle.

It's exactly the same as the Kagura dance.

Chu Yang was startled!

The two breathing techniques in my mind kept merging, and the moon was in the sun. The addition of the moon breathing made the sun breathing more perfect.

Chu Yang took a deep breath, and the new breathing technique circulated in his body, bringing him a refreshing experience.

When the white breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose, it no longer resembled a golden flame, but rather a dazzling band of light, like the Milky Way.

“This is the new Breath of the Sun…” Chu Yang paused, feeling that such a name was not quite appropriate, and immediately shook his head and said, “No, this is no longer the Breath of the Sun, but… the Breath of the Source.”

"It can break through constraints, continuously improve, and allow me to step into a new level of life."

At the same time, Chu Yang from other worlds also felt the power of the Source Breathing.

Since Muzan Kibutsuji's death, Chu Yang's connection with the Soul Palace in Demon Slayer has become increasingly close, allowing Chu Yang from other worlds to share his changes in real time.

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Marvel World.

Brooklyn, New York City.

As the only hope of the entire village, Chu Yang came from the rural town to New York, a metropolis that most people dream of.

He wants to go to school here.

At first, Chu Yang thought it would be a very good public school, but when he arrived, he found out that the school was actually in Brooklyn, the poorest and most chaotic area in all of New York.

As a former predominantly Black minority community, Brooklyn has historically been prone to regional discrimination, making it difficult for people from there to find work elsewhere.

This is one of the most unpopular boroughs in New York City, with a large population and a high crime rate.