Demon Slayer: The Second God Who Walks the Earth

However, there was one exception: Zenitsu received a sparrow.

Zenitsu was dumbfounded when he saw the tiny sparrow in his hand. He turned to the white-haired child in disbelief and said, "Eh? You mean a crow? This is clearly a sparrow."

Zenitsu's sparrow chirped, seemingly expressing some dissatisfaction.

"The crows are mainly used to deliver messages," the black-haired child continued to explain to the swordsmen.

Chiba Yo looked at the crow perched on his arm and was quite satisfied.

While practicing swordsmanship, he had also seen Kyojuro's crows and knew that these crows could talk and were very intelligent, making them very convenient for transmitting messages.

However, not everyone was satisfied. The boy with the rooster-like hair slapped his crow away, and the crow cried out in pain.

The boy with the rooster-like haircut then yelled at the two children with great dissatisfaction, "I don't care about any damn crows!"

"What I want is a knife! A knife, you know what I mean!" The boy with the rooster-like hair said, punching the white-haired child.

Chiba Yang noticed his movement and grabbed his wrist.

"Isn't that clear enough? The sword will be completed in ten to fifteen days," Chiba Yang said, looking at the boy with the rooster-like hair.

He strongly disapproved of this kind of bullying of the weak.

"What's it to you? Let me go!" the boy with the rooster-like hair shouted, his expression extremely angry.

Chiba Yang shook off his hand and then stood in front of the two children, causing the boy with the rooster-like hair to stagger back a few steps by the force of the impact.

"I advise you to calm down," Chiba Yang said to the boy.

He had never met this person before. The fact that he could survive these seven days on his own suggested that he possessed some strength. However, this was not a reason for him to be so arrogant and domineering. If he still wanted to make a move, Qianye Yang would not mind teaching him a lesson.

"To lay a hand on a child is just too cowardly."

"Exactly, they've already made it very clear to him."

At this moment, the other swordsmen gradually gathered around and began to condemn the boy with the rooster-like hair. Almost all of them had been rescued by Chiba and the other two during the final selection. Zenitsu caught the crow that had just been knocked away by the boy with the rooster-like hair and carefully comforted it.

"Tch!" Seeing that almost everyone was dissatisfied with him, the rooster-haired boy stopped talking and turned away from Chiba Yang and the others.

"Thank you." The white-haired child thanked Chiba Yang, who waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing.

"Gentlemen, please choose the steel from among them to forge your own swords."

At this moment, the black-haired child spoke to the group of swordsmen. On a table next to her were many pieces of steel of different shapes and sizes.

Chiba Yo looked at the steel on the table and noticed that the steel contained a radiance like the sun.

This must be the Scarlet Ape Ore that Teacher Rengoku was talking about. Has it absorbed the sun's energy from being exposed to sunlight for a long time?

As Chiba Yo thought about it, he approached the table and then chose a piece of ore that contained the most intense light.

Before long, all the swordsmen had been selected. Although more than half of the swordsmen survived, there were only a dozen or so left.

The swordsmen began to leave one after another, but most of them came over to thank Chiba Yang and the other two before leaving.

"Are you leaving too?" Chiba Yo asked, looking at Zenitsu and Tanjiro.

“Yes, I’m going back to Mr. Urokodaki,” Tanjiro replied with a smile.

During their seven days together, Chiba Haruki learned that Urokodaki-sensei was Tanjiro's trainer.

"I'm going back to Grandpa Kuwajima too. After that, I'll definitely be going on a demon-slaying mission alone, and I might die soon. Then this will be our final farewell!" Zenitsu cried as he spoke to Chiba Yo and Tanjiro, his whole body radiating fear and dread.

"No, Zenitsu, you're really strong," Tanjiro reassured Zenitsu.

"No way!!! I'm pitifully weak. I only passed the final selection because I was lucky enough to meet Yang. Otherwise, I would have died long ago! If I had to carry out a mission alone, I would definitely be killed by the demon immediately!"

Instead of feeling relieved by Tanjiro's words of comfort, Zenitsu became even more frightened, screaming and jumping around on the ground.

Chiba Yo felt very helpless seeing this scene. According to his observation, this guy was clearly one of the top swordsmen participating in the final selection, but he didn't know why he was always so timid.

The three chatted for a few more minutes before saying their goodbyes and leaving.

Chestnut Blossom has already left; it seems I'll have to go back alone.

After parting ways with Tanjiro and Zenitsu, Chiba Yo discovered that Kanao, who had come with him, had also already left, so he retraced his steps back...

In the Ubuyashiki mansion, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, sitting on the steps, listened to the crow's report on the final selection.

"Thirteen people survived? Kyojuro's stepson is quite outstanding. It seems the Demon Slayer Corps will soon gain another Pillar. I'm really looking forward to it..."

After listening to the crow's report, Ubuyashiki Kagaya muttered a few words to himself.

Upon returning to the Demon Slayer Corps barracks, Chiba Yo immediately sought out Kyojuro to share the good news. Fortunately, Kyojuro had not yet gone on a mission.

"Rengoku-sensei, I passed the final selection!" Chiba Yang excitedly pushed open the door of the Demon Slayer Corps cafeteria and shouted, but the scene in front of him made him pause for a moment.

The table was piled high with bowls, and Kyojuro sat amidst them, intently eating his rice bowl with chopsticks, shouting loudly as he ate, "Five ants! Five ants!"

A girl with pigtails and a butterfly hair clip was carrying food to the dining table, and she was already sweating profusely from doing so.

Chapter 10 New Clothes

Although he had eaten with Kyojuro before, Kyojuro had only eaten less than ten bowls then, but now there were more than twenty bowls on the table.

(;all)

Chiba Yo took a step closer and then said again, "Rengoku-sensei, I passed the final selection."

Five ants!!!

Kyojuro suddenly turned around and shouted, startling Chiba Yo.

After a while, Kyojuro finished his meal, and Chiba Yo told him about the final selection.

"Yeah, that's amazing! You're a member of our Demon Slayer Corps now! Let's work hard together!" Kyojuro said enthusiastically after hearing Chiba Yo's story.

"Yes!" Chiba Yo replied respectfully.

"I'm going home today, does Xiaoyang want to come along?" After discussing the final selection, Kyojuro turned to Chiba Yang and asked.

"Huh? Is that okay?" Chiba Yo asked, startled.

“Of course! Speaking of which, my previous stepson visited my house a few times!” Kyojuro replied.

His previous stepson refers to the current Love Pillar, Kanroji Mitsuri.

"Alright then," Chiba Yo agreed.

On the bustling street, Chiba Yo followed Kyojuro slowly. When they passed a kimono shop, Kyojuro stopped and went inside, and Chiba Yo followed him in.

Looking around at the price tags on the clothes in the store, Chiba Yang couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Some of the clothes there were so expensive that he couldn't afford them even if he dug for herbs in the mountains for a whole year.

He is still wearing the clothes his mother made for him. It has been two years since then, and as he has grown taller, the clothes have become somewhat ill-fitting.

"If you two like any of these, you can try them on," the kimono shop assistant said with a smile when she saw Chiba Yo and his companion.

"Hmm, see which one you like, Yo." Kyojuro replied and then turned to Chiba Yo.

"Huh? Me?" Chiba Yang didn't react for a moment, but after realizing what was happening, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No need, I can still wear the clothes I'm wearing. The clothes here are all too expensive..."

"Try this one." Kyojuro, as if he hadn't heard Chiba Yo's words, handed him a white kimono.

"Okay..." Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Chiba Yo had no choice but to take the clothes and try them on.

His long black hair was styled into a high ponytail, his face was handsome and resolute, he was dressed in white, and the flame pattern on his forehead added a touch of mystery.

After changing into this outfit, Chiba Yo transformed into a dashing samurai.

"Very good, looks much more energetic, I'll take this one!" Kyojuro looked at it, then took out his banknotes and paid the shopkeeper.

“Rengoku-sensei…” Chiba Yo opened his mouth, he didn’t expect that Kyojuro had come to buy him clothes.

"Congratulations on passing the final selection! Keep up the good work!" Kyojuro said with a smile, patting Chiba Yo's head.

An indescribable warmth enveloped Chiba Yo, feeling like the sun suddenly appearing in the cold night, dispelling the darkness and cold, illuminating the world, and bringing warmth.

Chiba Yo felt a lump in his throat. He was experiencing feelings he had never felt before with Kyojuro. What was this feeling like? Teacher? Older brother? Father? Senior? Or perhaps all of the above?

At the entrance of Purgatory Mansion

Chiba Yo followed Kyojuro here, where a boy who looked like Kyojuro was sweeping the yard.

Upon seeing Kyojuro, Senjuro happily ran over.

Is this Rengoku-sensei's younger brother? They really do look alike.

Chiba Yo thought to himself as he watched Senjurou run over.

"You've grown taller again, Senjuro. How have you been lately?" Kyojuro asked Senjuro with a smile.

Upon hearing Kyojuro's words, Senjuro lowered his head somewhat dejectedly.

"I still can't learn the sword techniques my brother taught me. I think I might not be suited to be a swordsman. I'm just too bad at it," Senjurou said dejectedly.

"It's alright, don't be sad about it. Everyone has things they're not good at. Just walk the path you believe is right. As your older brother, I will always support you!" Kyojuro patted Senjuro on the shoulder and said.

Hearing Kyojuro's encouragement, Senjuro raised his head, and the negativity and disappointment on his face disappeared.

After exchanging pleasantries with Senjuro, Kyojuro introduced Chiba Yo and Senjuro to each other.

“He is my stepson, Chiba Yo. This is my younger brother, Chijuro.”

The two greeted each other, and then the three of them walked into the mansion together.

As soon as we entered the mansion, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard came out carrying a wine jug.

"Father," Kyojuro greeted respectfully.

"Are you still doing some stupid demon-slaying swordsmanship? How utterly boring!" Rengoku Makijuro glanced at Kyojuro, said this, and then went out to buy sake.

Chiba Yo felt somewhat uncomfortable with Shinobu's words, but since Shinobu was Kyojuro's father, Chiba Yo couldn't say anything.

Just as Shinobu was about to leave, he suddenly noticed the markings on Chiba Yo's forehead behind Kyojuro. He paused for a moment, then said in a somewhat dejected tone:

"Heh heh heh, so what if I get spots? It's all in vain. In the end, I'll just die young." After saying that, he staggered out the door.

For some reason, Chiba Yang sensed a sense of melancholy in his tone, but the mention of the markings he made was rather puzzling to Chiba Yang.

“Rengoku-sensei…” Chiba Yo looked at Kyojuro with some concern. It must be very painful for one’s actions not to be approved by one’s family. As for Kyojuro’s later comment that he was a short-lived ghost, he didn’t care.

Kyojuro remained calm and was not surprised by this, but looked at Shinobu's departing figure with some heartache.

Chiba Yo then stayed at the Rengoku family home for lunch. After lunch, Kyojuro received a mission from the crow. Because Chiba Yo's Nichirin Blade was not yet finished, he could not carry out this mission with Kyojuro.

Returning to the Demon Slayer Corps barracks alone, Chiba Yang bumped into an acquaintance as soon as he reached the entrance—the rooster-haired boy he had met during the Final Selection.

The boy with the rooster-like hair also saw him, then snorted coldly and turned away, which made Chiba Yang give up the idea of ​​greeting him.

Ten days later, a guy wearing a straw hat and a fire man mask approached Chiba Yang.

"I am Tetsumaruyama, a swordsmith from the forging village. I have been ordered to deliver the newly forged Nichirin Blade to the swordsman Chiba Yo."

Chapter 11 The Black Nichirin Blade

Looking at the strangely dressed person in front of him, Chiba Yang was momentarily at a loss for words. Should he use the same way he spoke?

Thinking of this, Chiba Yo sat up straight and said solemnly, "Hello, I am the swordsman Chiba Yo. I am very grateful to Mr. Tesmaruyama for forging my Nichirin Blade."

After speaking, Chiba Yo bowed to Tetsuyama in front of him, but when he raised his head, he found that Tetsuyama had not even looked at him.

At this moment, Tie Wanshan was taking down a box wrapped in cloth from his back.

"This sword is forged from crimson sand iron and crimson ore, and it was crafted by me through ten days of continuous hammering. It contains the power of the sun and is the only weapon that can harm demons." As he spoke, Tetsuyama untied the cloth binding the box.

Then he slowly opened the box, revealing a Nichirin sword with a scabbard to the two of them.

"Thank you so much for your hard work, I am extremely grateful," Chiba Yo said to Tesmaru.

The next moment, Maruyama, who had been acting very seriously, suddenly leaned close to Chiba and pressed his face against his.

Chiba Yo didn't know what Tetsumaru was up to, and his expression became somewhat awkward.

"If you're grateful, hurry up and draw your sword!!! Let me see what color your Nichirin Blade will turn!!"

Tie Wanshan was no longer the serious man he used to be. He was shouting loudly, and although he was still wearing a mask, you could still clearly feel his excitement.

"Okay, okay, I understand," Chiba Yo replied repeatedly, helplessly using his hand to cover the face that was getting closer to him.

Hearing Chiba Yo say that, Tetsumaru sat back down, but still stared intently at him, urging him on.

Mr. Tessumaruyama is quite enigmatic. Are all swordsmiths who forge Nichirin swords like this?

Chiba Yo glanced at the Iron Maru Mountain in front of him, lost in thought, before picking up the Nichirin Blade with its sheath still in its case.