Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Shinobu Kocho did not criticize Izumi Kiyokawa on the spot; her delicate face showed no obvious change in expression, as if she had not heard anything.

Kiyokawa Izumi considered himself to have some expertise in reading people's expressions and demeanor.

He glanced at the Insect Pillar out of the corner of his eye. There was no dissatisfaction or anger. He simply left a gentle message telling the Insect Pillar to drink his medicine obediently before hurriedly leaving.

Come to think of it, this guy is a pillar after all, how could he have so much time to argue with a junior teammate like him?

It was already quite surprising that she was the one who came to deliver the medicine the second time.

Seeing that the man had left, Kiyokawa Izumi continued to lie on the bed and do nothing.

Participating in the final selection left him exhausted.

At this moment, I really don't want to move at all.

There was no intention to maintain the breathing technique, nor to further refine the swordsmanship.

After drinking the medicine with a pained expression, he lay lazily and relaxed on the bed.

Sleepiness gradually crept in, and I drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Time flies, and five days later, Kiyokawa Izumi, who had almost fully recovered, was still living a decadent life where he had everything done for him.

He would occasionally stare blankly at the ceiling. His greatest pleasure each day was in this blank staring, thinking about movies and novels he had watched before, recalling some exciting scenes, and using this time to pass the time.

This is purely out of boredom.

The main reason was that I was too bored during my recovery period.

There weren't many forms of entertainment in this era, and there wasn't much to look forward to in terms of food. People just lay in bed all day doing nothing.

It's worth mentioning that he hasn't seen the Insect Pillar for five days!

He might be out on a demon-slaying mission, or he might be busy with other things.

The medicine was delivered by three little ones.

Even after five days, he still couldn't quite tell the three little ones apart.

They all look pretty much the same.

Occasionally, other Demon Slayer Corps members can be seen being brought to the Butterfly Mansion—being brought here means there is still hope for salvation, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

One of these team members looked familiar.

It's still a pillar.

That's right, it's the famous Murata Ryūhachi!

As is well known, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps are divided into ranks.

It is divided into ten classes: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, and G.

Kiyokawa Izumi is currently a swordsman in the last rank.

As for Murata, he and Giyu were in the same class, and even now he's only a Geng-rank swordsman.

Kiyokawa Izumi had met him once before, and at that time she had the idea of ​​learning from him.

After observing for a moment, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Although this swordsman also mastered the Breath of Water, his mastery of the breathing technique and his swordsmanship skills were not much better than his.

Even if you try to imitate with these eyes, you won't learn much.

Murata-sama, can you please step up your game?!

"What are you thinking about? How's your recovery going?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Kiyokawa Izumi was slightly taken aback, instinctively wanting to make a sarcastic remark.

Do you walk without making a sound?

Suddenly, Shinobu Kocho appeared with a smile and kindly inquired about Kiyokawa Izumi's recovery.

This truly flattered him.

"The external wounds are almost healed; the recovery seems pretty good, right?"

Kiyokawa Izumi slightly moved his shoulders and said subconsciously.

"Snapped!"

With a gentle clap of her fair hands, Shinobu Kocho's smile remained unchanged as she spoke softly.

"Then let's begin training tomorrow."

"?"

Kiyokawa Izumi looked at her with a puzzled expression, appearing somewhat bewildered.

What are you saying?

train?

What is that?

Having already participated in the final selection, I've made up my mind to quit the Demon Slayer Corps—and you still want me to train? Do you want me to suffer through training?

joke!

Kiyokawa Izumi's face showed very obvious resistance.

"If you adopt a lazy, complacent attitude, you'll lose your life if you encounter an evil spirit!"

「!?」

No, it's just a sentence, how could you remember it for so long?

Kiyokawa Izumi's lips twitched slightly.

This person did it on purpose!

"I……"

"You can't refuse! Listen to me, go to training tomorrow, okay?"

Although his tone remained unchanged, Kiyokawa Izumi could faintly detect a threat in his voice.

"good!"

Kiyokawa Izumi said this from the bottom of his heart.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Living on someone else's land, eating their food, and with no money in his pocket, Qingchuan Quan had no confidence to refuse.

Hearing this, Shinobu Kocho left satisfied.

And so, Kiyokawa Izumi's leisurely life came to an end.

……

Early in the morning, just as the sun was rising, Qingchuan Quan, who was still half asleep, was pulled out of her warm bed by the three little ones.

It's really not easy to sleep in late.

Kiyokawa Izumi arrived at the training ground that Kocho Shinobu usually used—an exceptionally spacious dojo, large enough to accommodate dozens of swordsmen training at the same time.

To his surprise, Shinobu Kocho was also there.

"Good morning!"

Shinobu Kocho greeted him very warmly.

Hearing that familiar voice, Kiyokawa Izumi instantly snapped out of it and replied dryly, "Good morning, Insect Pillar."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two people I hadn't seen much during my recovery period, and they were there too.

One is Aoi Kanzaki, and the other is naturally Kanao.