Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

The Hand Demon seemed completely unconcerned about the Nichirin Blade that Emiya was unleashing, aimed at its neck.

"Qiang————!"

"so hard!"

Emiya cursed inwardly. The fierce slash felt like it was hitting steel, and he felt his hand holding the sword go numb.

Instantly, two arms as thick as trees attacked Emiya in mid-air.

People suspended in mid-air have no way to dodge, and the Hand Demon has killed extremely powerful people in this way countless times.

No one could imagine that the hardness of its neck was almost like that of stone. Without the strength to split stone, it would be impossible to sever its neck.

Those who are inside Fujiki Mountain, even those who haven't been to the Demon Slayer Corps, could not possibly have the ability to sever their own necks.

"Water Breathing Type II Waterwheel"

Just as those two hands were about to grab Emiya, a shout came from beside the Hand Demon.

A dazzling blue ring flashed past Emiya, and the two arms that had been thrusting at him were instantly severed and fell to the ground.

The sudden appearance of this person also startled the Hand Ghost.

"Sword Breathing, Wind Form Whirlwind Dance"

"Whoosh—!"

A cold, sharp blade flashed past, carrying a turquoise wind blade that disappeared in an instant.

“Puff——!”

Fresh blood gushed from the hand demon's neck.

"Bleeding?"

The Hand Demon felt as if part of his neck had been cut open.

"so hard!"

Emiya shook his hands, which had gone numb from the shock, and at that moment, his bright red Nichirin Blade was stuck in the neck of the Hand Demon.

Even with his full strength, Emiya could only cut halfway in. If he hadn't let go in time, he would be hanging on the hand demon's neck along with the Nichirin Blade.

"But here we go again, you cute little fox."

Hand Demon casually pulled the Nichirin Blade that was stuck in his neck, broke it in two, and threw it onto a plate. His eyes were filled with interest as he looked at the red-haired boy who had just come to Emiya's aid.

"You little fox, what year of the Meiji era is it now?"

After a moment of surprise, the Hand Demon no longer cared about Shirou Emiya standing behind him.

Without the Nichirin Blade, even possessing the ability to sever one's own neck is useless.

Compared to the stranger over there, the red-haired boy wearing a fox mask in front of it was the target it had been searching for all along.

"Projection, start!"

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Hand-Slaying Demon

Since combining breathing techniques with magic circuits, Emiya has found that he no longer needs to restart his magic circuits every time he uses magic.

When you use the breathing technique, the magic circuit will automatically open, and when you stop using the breathing technique, the magic circuit will close.

Just like breathing techniques install a switch on a magic circuit, it's easy to turn on and off with just a gentle flick.

Why didn't you use any enhancement magic to perform a slash when fighting the Hand Demon?

On one hand, after Shirou Emiya acquired the Breathing Technique, he basically used it to fight demons, since using the Breathing Technique to fight demons was very effective. He forgot that he could use enhancement magic to strengthen his Nichirin Blade for combat.

On the other hand, the author forgot that Emiya could use enhancement magic when writing, but since it had already been published, he continued writing from the point where Emiya forgot to use enhancement magic.

Just as the Hand Demon was constantly toying with the red-haired boy and deriving pleasure from his revenge,

Emiya secretly projected two serrated Nichirin Blades.

Projecting your name to people is a good habit to cultivate.

Therefore, Emiya would basically choose to project his skills onto anyone who seemed decent.

As for why we didn't cast a wide net, everyone cast their net once when we entered Fujiki Mountain.

The main problem is that the mana bar isn't enough. If the mana bar were sufficient, Emiya would definitely use it on each one. Also, integrating a new breathing technique into one's own breathing technique requires practice time.

Otherwise, Emiya wouldn't have chosen the Wind Form to sever the demon's neck.

Breath of the Wind is his most proficient breathing technique. He derived sword breathing from Breath of the Wind, but this does not imply a subordinate relationship.

He hadn't been familiar with Flame Breathing for very long; he had simply incorporated the techniques into his own breathing method.

"Since we can't cut it off, let's see if we can grind it off!"

Looking at that neck as hard as rock, Emiya suddenly thought of Hashibira Inosuke's saw-like katana. If he were fast enough, he should be able to sever that head.

"Among Urokodaki's disciples, the two who impressed me the most were the strongest one. The one with the rare hair color was a little brat with flesh-colored hair and a wound on his mouth. The other one was a girl wearing a kimono with flower patterns. Although she was short and weak, she was very agile."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hand Ghost seemed to have thought of something interesting, and he chuckled on the spot.

Even though he didn't recognize the red-haired boy in front of him, Emiya could tell what had happened from the words of the Hand Demon.

"Your fox mask is the mark. I remember the mask that Urokodaki carved was called the Disaster Relief Mask, right? Because everyone who wore it was eaten, they were all inside my stomach, just like Urokodaki killed them with his own hands!"

"Shut up!"

Just as the red-haired boy's breathing became erratic and his mind filled with rage, an even angrier voice came from behind the Hand Demon.

"Although I don't know what kind of person Mr. Urokodaki is, he is definitely not someone a disgusting creature like you can slander! You should go to hell!"

"Oh? You want to get involved too? What can you do without a Nichirin Blade? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life. Maybe you can become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps? Hahahaha!"

The Hand Demon didn't even turn his head, but let out an extremely loud laugh.

Without the Nichirin Blade, Emiya could only become the 51st little devil he devoured.

"Beast's Breath, Land's Fangs Gnawing and Devouring!"

At that moment, Shirou Emiya suddenly turned around and kicked to the side, like a missile, shooting straight at the neck of the demon with a whooshing sound.

"Nani!"

The demon never expected that Emiya would have two swords in his hand again.

The entire sides of the neck were quickly severed.

In an instant, countless arms, like coiled snakes, surged forth from its body, fiercely attacking Emiya, who was frantically wielding his twin blades.

"Water Breathing, Form 3: Flowing Dance"

The red-haired boy standing below was not stunned. At this moment, he was filled with anger. He would not let go of the opportunity to kill him!

His body moved at high speed like flowing water, and several afterimages appeared around Emiya's arms.

“Puff——!”

The arms surrounding Emiya were all severed and fell to the ground in an instant.

It doesn't have the energy to attack the red-haired boy wearing the fox mask right now.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

It could sense that in a few seconds, its neck would fall to the ground.

“The arms in other directions can be severed, but not here.”

"boom----!"

From beneath Emiya's abdomen, a hand suddenly shot out and punched him, sending him flying backward. At that moment, the two serrated Nichirin Blades were just a hair's breadth away from completely severing his head.

"I will not die here!"

"Soleiwado Kana!"

The hand ghost's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Water Breathing First Form: Water Surface Slash"

The azure water gently rippled across the hand demon whose neck had been almost severed.

He used almost no force, and the hand demon's head was easily severed.

"Are you OK!"

Upon seeing the head of the Hand Demon fall, the red-haired boy quickly rushed to the side of Shirou Emiya, who had been knocked away.

"Cough! Cough!"

Emiya coughed up a little blood and, with the help of the red-haired boy, stood up.

After taking a few breaths to calm himself, Emiya's complexion quickly returned to normal.

This level of impact did not have a particularly large effect on Emiya, who was always physically fit. Apart from the pain, it was not even as bad as the numbness he had experienced from the previous shock.

"Thanks, my name is Emiya Shirou."

Emiya expressed his gratitude to the boy who helped him up.

If it weren't for his help, I might have been caught by that ghost in mid-air and torn to pieces.

I was far too careless. I didn't consider that I had no chance to dodge in mid-air. If my attack failed, I would be a sitting duck.

Emiya kept today's lesson in mind.

My name is Kamado Tanjiro.

Seeing that Emiya was basically able to move freely, Tanjiro didn't force him to stay. He knew that people who had mastered breathing techniques were stronger than ordinary people, and even such a heavy blow was nothing to them.

He thought that if the blow had hit his head, he might not have been hurt at all.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Passing the Final Selection

The progress is quite obvious amidst the constant battles.