Chapter 9

"Hey, Qingfeng-kun is training again"

‘Qingfeng-kun looks so handsome when he trains hard. '

Mitsuri Kanroji, who has pink hair and green braids, blushed as she watched Ji Qingfeng, who was training with a sword in the courtyard.

Ji Qingfeng seemed not to hear her and continued to swing his sword.

‘Qingfeng, who is training seriously, is so cool and handsome’

"998, 999, 1000"

""Hu~"

After completing a thousand swings of the sword, Ji Qingfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air and turned to look at Ganlu Temple Mitsuri who was sitting on a stone beside him.

"Don't you need to find a teacher?"

The two people that Ji Qingfeng was most familiar with in the Demon Slayer Corps were Shinobu Kocho and Mitsuri Kanroji.

The teacher that Ji Qingfeng was talking about was Ubuyashiki Yoshiya, and he didn't want to acknowledge the master. It just so happened that Ubuyashiki Yoshiya was teaching him Japanese, and calling him a teacher was the limit of what he could accept. He was still struggling with this for a long time, after all, Ubuyashiki Yoshiya was younger than him.

"I've been there before. I've had some free time after talking about something, so I'll take a break here."

"Recently, many places have suspected the appearance of the last quarter of the moon, but I have traveled to so many places and have not even seen the shadow of the last quarter of the moon. I am so tired."

"Let’s not talk about this anymore. The way you swung the knife just now always gave me a very awkward feeling."

"Well, it's like, it's like... I can't really put it into words, but it's just weird."

Kanroji Mitsuri frowned and thought hard, but she didn't know how to describe that weird feeling.

"It's not a question of posture. The way of holding the knife and the way of chopping are all very standard. What is it? Momentum?"

"It's OK as long as there are no problems with these parts. Why think so much?"

Ji Qingfeng sighed in her heart. Her intuition is really accurate.

Most people will keep some spare energy to change their moves when swinging their swords, and will also pay some attention to observe the opponent's movements and attack methods, in order to defend or avoid the opponent's attack.

But Ji Qingfeng doesn't need it. He is not afraid of death, and he will not die. Whether it is fighting or training, all his mind is used on attacking.

It's as if he is always in a state of desperate struggle.

Ji Qingfeng didn't expect that Ganluji Mitsuri could vaguely see the difference. If it was seen in the combat state, it would not be surprising. He is just practicing swinging the sword now.

Maybe it's not just Ganluji Mitsuri. The other pillars can also see it after watching Ji Qingfeng's practice for a while.

"I am ready to leave the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. I have basically mastered Japanese and it is time to find a trainer to learn breathing techniques."

"Eh? Is Qingfeng going to learn breathing techniques?"

"Do you want to learn the Breathing of Love from me?"

‘If Qingfeng-kun learns the Breath of Love from me, then the two of us, hehehe, will go kill demons together like lovers, oh oh oh~ so romantic. '

Hearing this, Mitsuri Kanroji couldn't help but fantasize in her mind

"No, I still want to learn the Breath of Thunder."

Ji Qingfeng rejected Ganlu Temple Mitsuri without hesitation. He was not a sissy, and the Breath of Love was not suitable for him.

"Eh? Well, since you have already made up your mind, then keep going. I believe you will become an excellent swordsman."

"I took a break from my busy schedule and it's time for me to go."

"Don't die, Qingfeng-kun."

Ji Qingfeng smiled with a complicated expression, without saying much, and looked up at the sky. The sun was about to set.

Let's go to the teacher to say goodbye first, stay one more night, and go to Taoshan tomorrow.

"Gone."

Looking at Ji Qingfeng's back, Ganlu Temple Mitsuri couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met.

She saw him coming out of the lord's room in the corridor outside the lord's room.

"So handsome, is that guy also here to see the lord?"

"Thank you, you are also very beautiful, especially your hair, which is like cherry blossoms.

After I accidentally said what was in my heart, I heard Qingfengjun say that sentence in a somewhat awkward Japanese.

"Come on, Qingfeng-kun."

Silently cheering for Ji Qingfeng, Kanroji Mitsuri also left the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters.

In Ubuyashiki Yoya's room

"Teacher, I am here to say goodbye. Now that I have mastered Japanese, I want to learn the breathing method as soon as possible."

"It's earlier than I expected. Take this."

Ubuyashiki Yoya said as he picked up a letter from his side and handed it to Ji Qingfeng.

"This is!"

"It's a letter of recommendation, I guess."

Ji Qingfeng was a little surprised. In the Demon Slayer Corps, if something went wrong with the person you recommended, the recommender would have to commit seppuku to apologize.

He came here just to say goodbye, and at most asked how to get to Momoyama.

He never thought of asking for a letter of recommendation.

"Take it, it will save you a lot of time"

"Thank you."

Ji Qingfeng hesitated for a while and decisively took the recommendation letter. Too many lice don't itch, too many debts don't worry. I owe the favor to the production house Kazuya, so I will repay it with my life.

The sun was hanging high in the sky, and the warm sunlight of the past gradually became hotter.

Taoshan

"Ah~ Grandpa, Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong"

"I won't dare to run away again. Don't add more training tasks. I will die. I will definitely die."

The blond boy in the hands of Kuwajima Jigoro screamed miserably.

"Shut up, you're almost a senior, why are you still like this?"

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I can give him the position of senior brother"

""Zenitsu!!!"

Kuwajima Jigoro was so angry at the blond boy that he roared.

Inadama Tsugaku glanced at Agatsuma Zenitsu, frowned slightly, and then turned his head to look down the mountain.

"Teacher, someone is coming."

Kuwajima Jigoro was thinking about teaching Agatsuma Zenitsu a lesson, and when he heard the words, he looked at Ji Qingfeng who was walking towards the three of them in the distance.

"Hello, Senior Kuwashima. I am here to become your disciple."

After Ji Qingfeng finished speaking, he took out the letter of introduction that Ubuyashiki Yoya had given him and handed it to the little old man on the other side who was leaning on a cane.

Kuwajima Jigoro looked Ji Qingfeng up and down, reached out to take the letter of introduction and began to read it.

In fact, last night, the eagle came to Taoshan with a letter from the lord, saying that someone would come to become his disciple today, and told him not to worry about himself, and to accept him if he wanted, or not.

After opening the letter of introduction, Kuwajima Jigoro read it carefully.

Ji Qingfeng looked at the blond boy with tears streaming down his face. He heard the shrill screams from a distance on the mountain, which were even worse than the screams he heard when he was treated as a midnight snack by the green-skinned ghost.

While Ji Qingfeng was looking at Agatsuma Zenitsu, Agatsuma Zenitsu was also looking at Ji Qingfeng.

Is this the new disciple that the teacher is going to accept?

Great, he looks very reliable.

Grandpa always said that he wanted me and my senior brother to inherit the Breath of Thunder together. The pressure is too great. Even if we don't die during training, we will definitely die in a mission in the future. If this person is strong enough...