Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

I'm getting a bit tired now.

Get a good night's sleep; tomorrow is another new day.

The next day at dawn, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, supported by his wife, arrived at the Japanese-style room where they usually held meetings.

On the side, several pillars who hadn't slept all night were gathered together studying the items that Rengoku Kyojuro had brought back.

For these pillars, staying up all night is a perfectly normal thing.

After all, evil spirits only appear at night.

Occasionally, there will be instances where a certain evil spirit is chased all night long.

However, this situation improved once they became stronger.

However, Muichiro Tokito seemed a bit listless.

This super genius, who became a Pillar after only two months of wielding a sword, is still not quite used to staying up all night.

No demon has yet been able to survive a whole night in his clutches.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

Helped to sit down at the boundary between shadow and sunlight, Kagaya Ubuyashiki said softly.

Last night he planned to stay and learn about these items with a few others.

However, at everyone's insistence, he was helped back to his room to rest by his wife.

In fact, he didn't get much rest last night either.

It's perfectly understandable that you might be too excited to sleep.

Good morning, my lord.

Upon Ubuyashiki Kagaya's arrival, the group unanimously put down their belongings and bowed to him.

The people present all had genuine respect for Kagaya Ubuyashiki.

"How are the weapons that Kyojuro brought back?"

After some pleasantries, Kagaya Ubuyashiki got straight to the point.

It was more of a perfunctory greeting than a polite exchange of pleasantries from the pillars.

For example, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

"These items seem to be of great help in eliminating evil spirits."

"But we are ashamed to say that we have not yet mastered how to use it."

With his head bowed, Sanemi Shinazugawa spoke.

Kyojuro Rengoku brought back a lot of things, including quite a few firearms.

Demon Slayer is set in the Taisho era, a time when firearms had already been introduced to Japan, and many police officers were even armed.

Pistols and rifles, for example, are already quite advanced.

Therefore, they were not unfamiliar with the members of the Gun Demon Slayer Corps.

The guns that Rengoku Kyojuro brought back were all equipped with special bullets, and according to their experiments last night, they were indeed very effective against demons.

There are many other items, but I won't go into detail about them all.

Unfortunately, these people weren't very good with guns.

Although one can rely on their strong physical abilities to ensure their hands don't shake, there are still many shortcomings in actual combat.

To reiterate, these people are swordsmen at heart.

Apart from Sanemi Shinazugawa, the others knew absolutely nothing about firearms.

That's right!

Sanemi Shinazugawa is skilled with a gun.

Even in the battle against Upper Moon One, Kokushibo, he recreated the Ashina-style sword technique – a four-shot close-range musket fire.

Even so, Sanemi Shinazugawa struggled to use the firearms that Kyojuro Rengoku had brought back.

He only learned to use it under the tutelage of Kyojuro Rengoku.

Before returning, Kyojuro Rengoku underwent a month of special training in marksmanship and other skills.

The purpose was to help others with their studies after I returned.

"It's alright, I believe you will master it quickly, Sanemi."

Shaking his head, Kagaya Ubuyashiki said with a smile.

He always had great confidence in the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"It's Mr. Rozen and Mr. Joseph."

Standing to the side, Shinobu Kocho caught a glimpse of the two people who had appeared not far away out of the corner of her eye, and said with some 'surprise'.

Chapter 712, Section 733: Luo Zhen Attempts to Poach Talent

In the early morning, Luo Zhen woke up in a Japanese-style room.

The light from outside made him squint uncomfortably.

She slowly sat up, and the quilt with wisteria pattern slipped off naturally.

The morning sunlight shone on the sliding door, casting shadows into the room.

His upper body was hidden in the shadows, and only a pair of pale golden pupils could be seen.

The pupils in the shadows resemble the eyes often seen in horror movies.

But compared to those gazes filled with madness and bloodlust, these pupils gave off a cold and ruthless feeling.

Even when looking in one direction, it gives the illusion of looking into a more distant place.

After a while, Luo Zhen finally woke up from the dazed state he had been in when he woke up in the morning, and the cold feeling slowly dissipated.

However, if you cover Luo Zhen's face and only look at his eyes, he still gives people a cold feeling.

Luo Zhen himself was somewhat helpless about this.

It's as if my eyes have lost their ability to speak.

Ah, it never existed to begin with.

That's fine.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen realized that he had also developed this habit of making fun of himself without knowing when.

Perhaps it's because it makes him feel less lonely, or perhaps it's because it makes him feel his own existence more clearly?

After getting dressed and going out to wash up, Luo Zhen happened to run into Joseph, who had also finished washing up.

His simple summer outfit, paired with a long scarf, made it hard to tell whether he was hot or cold.

Although Luo Zhen had heard of scarves that could be worn in the summer, Joseph's was clearly not one of them.

Furthermore, Luo Zhen couldn't quite understand the idea behind wearing a scarf in the summer.

It's probably similar to the concept of wearing your clothes open in winter.

perhaps.

Good morning, Luo Zhen.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Joseph sat down on the side of the wall and smiled at Rozen.

Although Joseph always said he liked Coca-Cola when he was young.

Until he was over sixty, he said that he was fine as long as he had instant coffee.

But in his old age, he started drinking tea.

Although he was a genuine 19-year-old young man, he underwent some changes after receiving the memories of his older self.

At least I no longer have any resistance to slowly savoring tea.

"Morning."

He sat down next to Joseph, and Rojin nodded in response.

The two sat in contrasting postures: one was casual and relaxed, while the other appeared somewhat formal and proper.

Luo Zhen never liked to stand out in public.

Simply put, it means doing things in a way that doesn't stand out in public.

The most perfect state is when others see you and just ignore you like they see a passerby.

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After putting down his teacup, Joseph looked in a certain direction, his eyes flashing.

"It seems like Kyojuro and the others spent the whole night trying out what he brought back."

"Yes, I heard it too."

Although he didn't listen attentively, Luo Zhen still overheard some of the conversation between Rengoku Kyojuro and the others.

It was especially clearer when they mentioned their own names.

It's like whispering in your ear.

You can ignore it or listen carefully.

Rōzō was quite patient with these Demon Slayer Corps Pillars.

It's not just because of their experiences and actions.

It was also because of a certain white-haired little dwarf.

About two days ago—

"I said, Luo Zhen."

"...What are you doing?"

Luo Zhen, who was brushing his teeth in front of the sink, asked with dead fish eyes.

To be honest, receiving a call from this short, white-haired guy so early in the morning didn't exactly put me in a good mood.

"We've known each other for several years now, haven't we?"

"I've taken good care of you all these years, haven't I?"

On the other end of the phone, Theresa said while flipping through the latest Houmu comic.

She secretly bought this Houmu comic with her own allowance without Rita's knowledge.

Well, even the president of a prestigious organization has to use his personal allowance to read comics.

You ask her where this pocket money comes from?

These were all money she had painstakingly saved up over time.

Although her salary is quite high, her expenses are also considerable.

Thinking about it this way, I feel really hopeless.

“...Speak like a human being.”

Spitting out the foam in his mouth, Luo Zhen said irritably.

Whenever this guy speaks in that senior-like tone, it's never anything good.

The last time she spoke to Luo Zhen in this tone was when she hoped that Luo Zhen could bring her the latest Houmu comic while Rita was keeping a close watch on her.

It was still during working hours.

Thanks to this white-haired little dwarf, Luo Zhen was almost humanely killed by Rita as an accomplice of Theresa in slacking off at work.

Fortunately, Luo Zhen reacted quickly and reported Theresa before Rita could make a move, and even produced a recording of their conversation, which saved him from disaster.

"Well, weren't you going to that Demon Slayer world?"

"According to what you said, there seem to be many excellent swordsmen in that world."