Chapter 73 Ninja and Swordsman

"tasty!"

Purgatory Anjuro sat upright in his seat, enjoying the delicious food while constantly exclaiming loudly.

Opposite him was a girl who was also devouring sakura cake.

"Well, Mr. Purgatory, you should also try this cherry cake! It's really delicious!"

Kanroji Mitsuri was chewing on the cherry cake, with a happy smile on her face like a foodie who eats something she likes.

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Xingjuro took the cherry cake, swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, and said loudly: "It is indeed delicious food! However, I still like this sweet potato cake better! You should try it too!"

For foodies, it is very difficult to share your favorite food with others unless the other person is a close friend.

Purgatory Anjuro is Kanroji Mitsuri's guide in the Demon Slayer Corps, so the relationship between the two is naturally good.

Seeing the two people eating, Ming Jing felt even more hungry.

"Boss! Give me a piece of food for both of them!"

"Okay! A total of four yuan and seventy dollars!"

Ming Jing couldn't help but pause as he reached for his wallet.

Yuan? money?

After the Meiji Restoration, the country began to use the yen as its main currency unit, with one yen equal to one hundred qian. The value of money was so small that it was abolished decades later.

But Ming Jing still carries the silver coins from the world of Naruto...

"Young man, you don't have any money, do you?"

The boss paused in his movements of packaging sweet potato cakes and looked at Uchiha Mirror suspiciously.

"I'll pay for it!"

A powerful voice came, Purgatory Xingjulang straightened his body and said loudly to this side.

"There are no free seats now. This young man, why don't you come and dine with us?"

Xing Juro's face showed a cheerful smile, and his two long eyebrows were also curved.

"It's really disturbing! Thank you for your help, big brother."

Ming Jing held the plate and sat next to Purgatory Anjuro with an apologetic look on his face.

"My name is Uchiha Mingjing, from Konoha."

Ming Jing briefly introduced himself.

"Konoha? It's a place I've never heard of! My name is Purgatory Anjuro. Although my hair color is a bit strange, my father said it was because our ancestors loved fried shrimp too much."

A hearty smile appeared on Purgatory Anjuro's face.

"My name is Mitsuri Kanroji, and the color of my hair was caused by eating 170 sakura mochi every day for eight months!"

Both masters and disciples, Kanroji Mitsuri and Purgatory Anjuro, have very passionate personalities.

"They all have very special hair colors. I think you must also be very special people."

Ming Jing picked up a piece of cherry cake and put it into his mouth.

The sakura cake here really tastes good. Inside the sakura-like glutinous rice shell is sweet and glutinous bean paste, and the outside is wrapped in cherry blossom leaves with the aroma of sakura. It has a perfect color, aroma and taste.

"So... Mr. Uwagami, don't you think the color of our hair is weird?"

Kanroji Mitsuri asked cautiously.

Because of factors such as eating too much, being strong, and having different hair color than others, she had been on blind dates countless times, but they all ended in failure.

Only in the Demon Slayer Corps, she doesn't look so special, because there are people like him like Purgatory Anjuro - he also eats a lot, is very strong, and has hair as bright as flames.

"It's Uchiha... not Uchiha... forget it, just call me Ming Jing."

Ming Jing waved his hands helplessly.

The pronunciation of Uchiha in Japanese is indeed very similar to Uchiha.

"As for the color of hair, it doesn't matter. After all, there are people I know with hair of other colors. For example, my teacher has sky blue hair, and I have also seen others with blonde hair and white hair."

There are indeed many different hair colors in the ninja world.

Kato Dan is sky blue, Tsunade, Namikaze Minato, and Yamanaka Kaiichi are golden, Hatake and his son, Jiraiya are also white, and others have red hair from the Uzumaki clan.

Although it is somewhat rare, if it is a ninja school student with little knowledge, it may be laughed at, but a ninja with a little knowledge will think it is a normal thing.

"Is that so? That would be great!"

Kanroji Mitsuri put her hands on her chin with her fists and smiled sweetly.

"Speaking of which, why did Mr. Ming Jing run out of the house alone? Aren't there teachers or something? It's very dangerous for Mr. Ming Jing to go out alone at your age with a knife on your body!"

"Don't you also have knives on your body?"

Ming Jing glanced at the Nichirin swords worn at the waists of Purgatory Anjuro and Kanroji Mitsuri.

He is just twelve years old now. Although he has been soaked in the secret medicine of the Uchiha clan since he was a child to promote physical development, he looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

"That's different. After the shogunate was overthrown a long time ago, a ban on swords was issued. Unless special persons are unable to carry swords in public, even if you are a samurai, Mr. Mirror, you cannot carry swords on the street."

Strictly speaking, it is illegal for Demon Slayers to carry knives in public, but those in power throughout the ages have known about the existence of ghosts and Demon Slayers, so as long as you pay a little attention, nothing will happen.

"I'm not a samurai, I'm a ninja."

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head.

"Oh! Ninja? I heard that I have a very powerful predecessor who was also a ninja!"

After Rengoku Kyojuro finished this sentence, he did not forget to stuff the sweet potato cake into his mouth and shouted that it was delicious.

He was talking about the second oldest pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, Sound Pillar Uzui Tengen, who was born in a ninja family and might be the last ninja left in the world.

"Ninja? Didn't I hear that thing has disappeared for many years?"

After Kanroji finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up another piece of cherry cake.

After the Warring States period when your village fought our village ended and entered the Edo period, due to the long-term peace, it gradually lost its traces in the next three hundred years.

"Delicious!"

After eating the last piece of sweet potato cake, Rengoku Kyojuro patted his stomach with satisfaction and began to look at Uchiha Mingjing.

[He is not very old, but his momentum is very fierce. He should be someone who has seen blood. 】

Then, he moved his eyes to Mingjing's hand.

[The calluses on his hands are from holding a sword for a long time. His fingers are long and slender, so he must be very dexterous. He must be a ninja and has been undergoing strict training since he was a child.]

[And the red and white fan mark on his clothes... is it the emblem of a ninja family?]

Rengoku Kyojuro plans to find a chance to visit the Sound Pillar senior after he returns to see if he can recognize him.