Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

The blade flashed a soft, vibrant red once more, showing no mercy as it slashed towards the neck.

However, a bluish-green light emanated from Asakusa Kae, and instantly she was forced to retreat dozens of meters away.

Its speed suddenly increased three times.

However, no matter how fast she is, these abilities are not her true power.

Even if she really possesses the same Blood Demon Art as the Upper Moon, does that mean she doesn't necessarily have the same fighting power?

She felt the Nichirin Blade pierce right into the center of her neck.

"Sword Breathing: Flame Form - Flame Demon"

An extremely strong hot wind surrounded Emiya, and a terrifying shockwave clung to his Nichirin Blade.

Even though there were no flames, it was still so scorching.

While on the rooftop, Emiya saw the Nichirin Blade next to Rengoku.

Driven by a thirst for exploration, and having just gotten stuck on learning the breathing technique, Emiya projected it out while preparing to organize the evacuation of the residents, and experienced the Flame Breathing technique.

A half-moon slash flashed by, and as expected, Kaori Asakusa's head was severed by Emiya's sword.

"Thanks"

Chapter Thirty-One: The Man Wearing a Wild Boar Head Mask

"Do you really want to leave?"

Seeing that Emiya had already packed his luggage, the restaurant owner tried to persuade him to stay.

It wasn't just because Emiya significantly boosted his sales; it was also because Emiya's cheerful and approachable personality brought vitality to the entire game world.

"Yes, I also have things I need to do."

Emiya nodded, then nodded to his boss, who had always been grateful to him for taking him in.

"Really? Then be careful and have a safe trip."

Seeing Emiya's resolute expression, the boss didn't want to interfere too much. He had also heard about what happened in the North District. The entire battle site had been turned into ruins, and many people would have died there if it hadn't been for the timely evacuation.

He knew in his heart that Shirou Emiya, who had participated in such a battle, would never be willing to stay here for a peaceful life.

After receiving his boss's approval and blessings, Emiya bid farewell to everyone he had met during his travels.

Emiya knew that there was a high chance he would never return to this place after leaving.

He suddenly remembered Asakusa Kae, whom he had only met once.

In the instant he severed her neck, Emiya thought of many things. Was he being too cruel? Perhaps such an innocent girl could be transformed back into a human from a demon.

She didn't devour people out of her own will. If I had been able to keep a close eye on Asakusa Kae, she wouldn't have turned into a demon-like creature and taken so many lives.

However, at that moment, Emiya's blade had already touched Asakusa Kae's neck, and it was too late to stop.

With a feeling of guilt, Emiya severed her neck.

At this moment, Emiya's heart was heavy. If this girl were Sakura, would he still be so resolute in cutting off her neck?

Ultimately, Asakusa Kae was merely a stranger who met Emiya by chance.

Of course, Emiya had no obligation to give everything for a stranger he had only met once, simply because he was Emiya Shirou.

Because of that fire, he believed that if it weren't for him, perhaps other people seeking help would have been saved, but only because he was saved, others lost their lives.

He must live on in place of those who were not saved because of him, and help more people.

Therefore, he would feel sad and guilty.

"Thanks"

Kaori Asakusa regained consciousness after her head was severed and became aware of what had happened during the time she was unconscious.

She knew how many lives were on her hands, and Asakusa Kae did not want her hands to be stained with any more blood.

"sorry!"

Seeing the head gradually dissipating, Emiya walked over, his face full of apology.

"Don't blame yourself, this is what I hoped for, Shirou."

Kaori Asakusa looked at Emiya, and as if she had thought of something, a smile appeared on her lips. After a short while, she turned into ashes and scattered in the air.

She was already very young, and she gained an overwhelming amount of power all at once. Her consciousness was basically disintegrated under such a powerful force, and she relied mainly on her body's instincts to fight.

But how much fighting instinct can a child have?

This is why she has immense power but can't use it. The ability to prevent even a Pillar from severing her neck is enough to kill many members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

However, if we only consider her overall combat strength, she is merely a lower-ranking moon with the attack power of an upper-ranking moon.

The threat level may not even be as high as the fourth quarter moon.

"Hey! Aren't we going together?"

Emiya had assumed that Rengoku would take him with him when he left.

"I have other missions to carry out now, to get to the next location and annihilate the demons, so for Fujikiyama, it will be up to you alone, Emiya-kun. I look forward to fighting alongside you again as a member of the Demon Slayer Corps! Delicious!"

Rengoku Kyojuro patted Emiya on the shoulder, making no attempt to hide his high regard for him. He couldn't understand why Emiya hadn't passed, given how weak an oni like Fujikiyama was.

"But you still haven't told me where Mount Fujiki is..."

In fact, Emiya also felt that Rengoku-sensei probably wouldn't take him to Fujiki-yama. The demons in the world treated human life so lightly, and he knew that Rengoku-sensei couldn't possibly just come and kill a demon once and then run back again.

Half a day later, Mr. Rengoku still hadn't told Emiya about Fujikiyama, and he was about to leave.

How will he get there? He doesn't even know the way.

"Oh! Emiya-kun, thank goodness you reminded me! If we keep following this path, we should reach Fujiki-yama within two days. Once you pass the test at Fujiki-yama, you can become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps! Delicious!"

Kyojuro Rengoku devoured the bento made by Emiya, shouting "Delicious!" after every bite.

All the customers in the store looked at Kyojuro Rengoku, who kept putting food into his mouth, with the same eyes they would give a mental patient.

He had the logistics staff standing next to him hand the map to Emiya and told him the exact location of Fujikiyama.

"We should take this route."

A day has passed in the blink of an eye.

Emiya, walking along the forest path, looked at the map in his hand, searching for the correct path to Fujikiyama.

Unlike other villages, Fujiki Mountain does not have a well-built road leading directly to its destination. Emiya had to traverse layers of forest to reach the foot of Fujiki Mountain.

If the road is built like this, many villagers who don't know any better, or irrelevant people, might accidentally wander into Fujikiyama.

Rather than wandering aimlessly in the mountains, most people would definitely follow a man-made path.

And just as Emiya was deciding which direction he should take...

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of hurried and loud running came from behind Emiya.

"It looks like some kind of wild beast?"

The heavy footsteps sounded like a wild boar charging wildly through the mountains.

Emiya, not daring to be negligent, drew his Nichirin Blade from his waist and faced the direction from which the sound came, ready for battle.

Being hit by a wild boar is no small matter.

"The pigs are swooping! The pigs are swooping!"

The sound of shouting, accompanied by the running of wild beasts, approached from a distance.

Emiya, whose forehead was gradually dripping with sweat, also saw the appearance of that creature.

A muscular man wearing a boar's headgear, holding a samurai sword in one hand, charged forward like a wild beast, oblivious to the surrounding woods.

But each time he was about to hit a tree, his body dodged it with incredible strength and flexibility.

"Hey you, you red vegetable dumpling, get out of my way!!!!"

A furious roar came from inside the hood. He showed no signs of stopping. Like a real wild boar, his eyes on the hood stared angrily at Emiya as he charged forward like a madman.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Inosuke Hashibira Stopped Thinking

"Stop! If you hit someone, it's no joke!"

Running at such speed in a straight line through the forest, even if he could dodge the trees in his way very quickly, there was always a chance of something going wrong.

Moreover, he seemed to really enjoy the thrill, always dodging with his extremely flexible body at the very last moment before they were about to collide.

If he were to lose focus and not react in time, crashing straight into a tree, the consequences... Emiya suddenly remembered a car crash test he had seen on television.

It might be worse than a wrecked car!

Emiya wasn't afraid of colliding with him; he was confident he could dodge the impact. He was just worried that Emiya's dangerous behavior might injure him.

"Don't block my way!"

The man wearing the boar head mask seemed completely unconcerned by Emiya's warning, and even increased his speed further.

The powerful force generated wave after wave of air, causing the leaves around it to rustle.

"hateful!"

Seeing the man in the pig's head mask rushing towards him, Shirou quickly dodged to the side. Shirou couldn't possibly stand still and wait for the collision to happen.

"You're also a member of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Seemingly noticing the gleaming red Nichirin Blade in Emiya's hand, he rushed past Emiya's previous spot, making a sharp turn followed by a sudden stop, his feet scraping two furrows in the ground, hot breath escaping from the crevices.

"I'll take your knife! I just happen to have a knife that I'm not used to using at all!"

He stated his purpose succinctly in his rough voice, and then a puff of hot air came out from the boar's headgear. He raised the Nichirin Blade in his hand and pointed it at Shirou Emiya, who had dodged to the side.

Are all the Demon Slayer Corps members so difficult to communicate with?