Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 60 Swordswoman
The ghost-flaming boy was actually myself!
The flashback memories are fragmented.

During junior high school, Yujian was already 1.78 meters tall. In my memory, he was wearing a dark red motorcycle suit, with his left shoulder and forearm changed to a brighter crimson and additional armor plates added, making him look like an ancient Celtic berserker.

The same deep red full-coverage motorcycle helmet has also been modified into a samurai armor style, with a ferocious demon face showing fangs sprayed on the front of the goggles, and a golden shovel-shaped horn "standing thing" and a white feathered helmet plume added one in front and one behind, which is basically imitating Takeda Shingen's famous armor - Suwa Hōshō helmet.

Even his motorcycles are all painted red. I really don't know why he likes red so much. Wait, is it because of a superhero tokusatsu series? Because red is the center position for the captain, so he has to choose red? What a childish idea!

Oh, that's what I thought too, never mind then...

At that time, before he had awakened his memories of his past life, Yujian pretended to be a high school student because of his height, which was greater than that of his peers. He worked hard for several months to save enough money to buy equipment.

I don't know whether to praise his perseverance or scold him for being out of his mind to spend money on this kind of thing, but he is indeed very youthful.

As for whether the teenage ghost fire boys will dream of the hundred-ton steel coil king?

Only God knows.

Unlike ordinary biker gangs, Mitsurugi has a very limited love for racing; on the contrary, he really hates the noise of biker gang engines that disturbs the peace.

At that time, he and his followers, yes, the second-year junior high school student Yujian, passively formed his own racing gang - Red Line.

This includes, but is not limited to, daytime office workers who just want to relax by riding a bike in the evening, fans who don't know that the student is a junior high school student but think that Lord Red (pseudonym) is too cool, and all sorts of "heroes" from the Dragon Field who were subdued by him with his fists and wheels.

The goal of the Red Line team is simple: to eliminate all those bastard biker gangs who cause disturbances by speeding and racing on non-fixed roads.

In short, it's for all the biker gangs and street racers in Tokyo—

Establish rules and regulations!
In a racing duel format!

In my memory, Yujian's verifiable record in the second year of junior high school was... complete victory.

However, in theory, only those who are 16 years old or older are eligible to take the test for a regular two-wheeled vehicle driver's license, while those who are 18 years old or older can apply for a large two-wheeled vehicle driver's license.

I was driving without a license at the time, or in short, an unlicensed motorcyclist!
After graduating from junior high, the car, along with all its equipment, was sealed deep inside the garage by Miken with a black waterproof tarpaulin. That's why, after awakening his past life memories, he didn't see anything related to it, and therefore didn't experience any flashbacks.

If I hadn't stumbled upon a biker gang causing a disturbance today, I probably wouldn't have remembered this until I was sorting through my memories from the second year of junior high school.

Yu Jian broke out in a cold sweat. He was absolutely grateful to have lived such a healthy life; it was definitely because he had been carefully watched over by God or something else!

That said, taking the subway to school every time is quite a hassle.

Do you want……

No, what am I thinking! My dark past must be sealed away completely!
"What do you think about riding a bike to school?" Yujian asked instinctively, seeking the opinion of the person next to him.

"A bicycle?" Aizen Yurika tapped her lips with her index finger.

"The distance seems just right." Suddenly, she gave Yu Jian a slightly teasing, mischievous smile.

"Hey, does Mingjun mean he's planning to let me sit in the back? That's against traffic laws!"

"..." Yu Jian paused, subconsciously thinking of that scene.

As the sun sets, there is a boy, a bicycle, and a girl on the back seat.

Youth! It's so youthful, it's like my whole being is on fire!

She's so good! I'm no match for her!

We need to change the subject.

"It was just a casual remark," Yu Jian said, taking out a folding fan wrapped in a handkerchief from his bag.

"Here, I found it by chance yesterday." He said, handing it over casually.

"Wow!" Aizen Yurika clapped her hands in surprise.

"I thought I'd never find it again." Stars seemed to twinkle in the girl's eyes, and even though some of her power was still sealed by her black-rimmed glasses, it was still hard to look directly at her impact.

"Where was it found?" Lily pressed.
"Hmm, it's a secret. You'll find out next time I take you there." Yu Jian turned his head away to avoid eye contact, while pretending to be calm as he spoke.

"Thank you so much." Aizen Yurika gripped the folding fan tightly, her whole being filled with the joy of having something lost and then found.

"Consider it a return gift from Momotaro Dango," Mitsurugi muttered, completely forgetting his plan yesterday to use her as a 'hostage' to invite Yurika to go to the zoo with him.

"Okay, let's continue tomorrow then." Yurika casually made the agreement.

"Eating too many sweetened glutinous rice balls will make you fat."

"It's more reassuring to see a wise ruler who's a little chubby." Aizen Yurika gestured a small distance between her index finger and thumb.

"Gaining just this much weight is enough."

"Why?" Yu Jian asked, looking puzzled.

"If the wise ruler had gained weight, he wouldn't be as attractive to women as he is now."

"Hmph, that's not all. They also have to grow long bangs to cover the upper half of their face, dye their hair back to black, and wear big, ugly black-rimmed glasses." Yurika described it with exceptional clarity, as if she had seen this outfit with her own eyes.

"...What a wicked thought, and so utterly undisguised?" Yu Jian stepped aside to create some distance, delivering a scathing critique with a blank expression.

“Because…” Aizen Yurika took two quick steps and turned her head at a 15-degree angle to look at Miken.

"He was a wise ruler."

*Pfft Q*, it was as if a phantom sound of a bullet hitting a target echoed in the air.

So, when he arrived at the school gate, someone had a pair of non-prescription glasses on his face.

I encountered the fragrance of lilies.

Intense offense and defense make victory difficult.

It wasn't a loss on the spot.

It doesn't matter; it'll just help shield me from the overly sharp gaze. Perhaps due to the impact of last night's battle with a powerful enemy, Yujian exuded an aggressive and sharp aura this morning, along with a terrifying, scorching power like a raging fire. It only softened after talking with Yurika for a long time.

Ordinary people have lower intuition, so they don't have a direct feeling about this, but their bodies react subconsciously. Even on the most crowded subway during the morning rush hour, there is a circle of empty space around Yujian.

In short, when he arrived at the school gate, Yujian was not much different from usual. He himself was unaware of this, but he felt much lighter and thought it was because of chatting with Yurika.

"Oh, is Suzune-chan on duty today? It looks like Akira's hair is going to be in danger." Aizen Yurika suddenly gave a strange look as she glanced at the high-ponytail girl on duty at the school gate above the slope.

"Who is that?" Yu Jian asked, puzzled. How could he have lost his hair?
"Tenyu Rinne, a senior one year ahead of us, is the ace of the kendo club and the current student council president. She's super serious, but overall she's a very interesting kid."

Lily smiled and counted on her fingers the titles that were barely enough to fit everyone at the school gate.

"So, if Yurika finds someone interesting, then that person must also be a weirdo?" Mitsurugi said with a good sense of self-awareness.

"I'll get a lecture," Aizen Yurika said with an expectant look.

Having experienced two great adventures in the mortal world, she chose to fully reveal her true nature in front of Yujian, including the wicked part.

"Hey, you over there, please wait a moment." A very serious female voice came from above.

Upon hearing this, Yu Jian raised his head and met a pair of heroic eyes.

"Although the school rules only require neat attire, hair dyeing is not suitable for teenagers. We hope you will seriously consider this."

The person who came in stood up straight, with her carefully combed high ponytail swaying slightly behind her. Her excellent hair quality allowed her to keep the ponytail vertical and stable even when she walked quickly, but the hair tie was unexpectedly a cute panda design.

Whispers immediately arose from the surroundings, occasionally interspersed with excited voices from girls. She seemed to be particularly popular among her own female peers. I really don't understand what high school girls are thinking these days!
As for what she said, Yujian paid no attention to it, because there were more important things to focus on. He felt something familiar from her, the aura of a swordsman.

The president of the kendo club seems to have some skill...

Her figure was not slender, but rather had a lithe, agile quality like a deer in the forest. Her height was not short even among men, and her legs, clad in 50D black stockings, were like two pencils planted on the ground. Her stride was smaller than that of an average person, and as if measured, each step maintained the same distance, a trace of specialized swordsmanship training.

"Hokushin Ittō-ryū?" the swordsman murmured.

"Huh?" The newcomer was startled, clearly not expecting this turn of events.

"What a hassle, why does everyone think I dyed it?" Yu Jian shook his head, his gaze roaming aggressively over the other person's forearm, calf, and shoulder.

The newcomer first frowned, then suddenly showed a surprised expression.

The boy's gaze held no lust whatsoever, but rather a sharp scrutiny.

Swordsmen who meet on a narrow path will always subconsciously assess the strength of their opponent.

With a quick glance, Yu Jian quickly concluded that the other party was a well-trained and qualified disciple of the dojo, and had even experienced real combat.

This is quite intriguing. Ancient sword techniques have declined in popularity, though they may still exist in the underworld. In ordinary society, however, swordsmanship has long been the dominant force. The swordsmanship referred to here is not about seeking enlightenment through the sword, but rather the competitive swordsmanship that gradually developed in Japan after it entered the modern era. Its essence is closer to a sport than a killing technique.

In this situation, how can one not be curious that the other party not only possesses ancient sword techniques but also has practical combat experience?

"Who are you?" the girl with the high ponytail asked in a low voice, instinctively reaching out to brace herself.

Just like when she was flying on a sword, she immediately assessed the unfamiliar swordsman in front of her.

Then I felt a sense of bewilderment, because I couldn't see anything at all. It was like groping in the dark at a long wall with no end in sight. I could vaguely feel the rhythm of breathing and body temperature, but I didn't know what it looked like.

"Just a male high school student passing by." Yujian made up a story and continued to sized up the other person, his gaze becoming even sharper than before.

He's not quite normal right now. Last night, that bastard Veil completely ignited his competitive spirit as a swordsman. In other words, Mitsurugi is now full of explosives and ready to explode at any moment. He really wants to find someone to fight with, or even a brawl. In short, he's extremely belligerent!

"Good morning, Suzune-chan~" Aizen Yurika stepped forward and blocked the two of them.

"Tsk."

Upon seeing that flawless smiling face, the girl with the high ponytail, called Suzune-chan, immediately took a half step back, her expression wary like a startled cat, clearly not good at dealing with Yurika.

That troublesome fox woman...

Although he didn't say it aloud, Yujian could read the word from the change in the other person's lip movements.

Oh, then we can't pretend we didn't hear that. Although he always felt that Lily was cunning... as clever as a fox, he absolutely couldn't allow others to say it.

So, the very combative Yujian silently began to roll up his sleeves.

"Good morning, Aizen-kun." Despite not being good at dealing with others, Amane Suzune still bowed very formally.

"That's a rather distant way of addressing you. Since the school rules don't explicitly require it, it's not like you absolutely have to change your hair color, is it?" Aizen Yurika smiled and continued to approach.

"Gulp." Upon seeing that beautiful face, Tianyu Lingyin choked. She had originally intended to use the form of address to show her official attitude, but at this moment she was caught off guard.

"But, but..."

"Or is Suzune-chan going to decide this using the kendo club's method?" Yurika suddenly asked.

"What is that?" Yu Jian asked her curiously.

“Oh, I guess it’s a tradition of our school’s kendo club.” Aizen Yurika’s gaze darted back and forth between the two of them.

Simply put, it's fighting and dueling.

"Huh? Is it that wild?" Yu Jian was taken aback.

"It's not about fighting. It's about resolving disputes between club members through fair and square sword duels. Through the intense clash of swords, we can understand each other's intentions and achieve mutual understanding and eliminate misunderstandings," Amane Suzune immediately corrected.

"Isn't it still fighting?" Yu Jian turned to look at the other girl, whose face turned red at a visible speed.

It wasn't that she was shy because she saw the ultimate handsome guy; she was clearly angry at the couple!
The ever-serious Amane Rin finally couldn't help but shout it out.

"duel!"

An extra update today, to organize the outline and prepare for the new event.

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