Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

"Mr. Kiyokawa Izumi, is it really alright to investigate here in broad daylight? Ghosts are all active at night... Perhaps we could come back at night?"

"You're right, but as long as it exists, it will leave traces, whether it's day or night."

Qingchuanquan said casually.

These words can only fool lower-level team members.

He simply didn't want to face both Daki and Gyutaro simultaneously without any preparation.

A solo upper-level attack is indeed breathtaking, but it's extremely difficult.

He doesn't want to spend another few months recovering from his injury.

Walking on the empty main street, the daytime tourist area is eerily quiet, like an oil painting with all its colors faded, revealing a pure white background.

The main street was almost deserted, and the gates of the Yang House, which was used to receive guests, were tightly closed, and the lanterns hanging in front of the door had long been extinguished.

At night, the brightly lit teahouses line both sides of the street, but now their doors are locked, and the exquisite wooden lattice windows act like tight fences, blocking all prying eyes.

This is not a simple teahouse, but a place that acts as an intermediary for attracting and bringing customers, mainly introducing the services of high-class prostitutes to the guests.

Kiyokawa Izumi wasn't particularly curious about this.

It wasn't because he was worried about his body not being mature enough, nor because he didn't have money in his pocket—as a pillar, although he hadn't been with the company for long, he wasn't short of money.

If he really wanted to spend money, he might not be able to afford the top courtesan, but he might be able to afford the lesser ones—but he wasn't that kind of person, and he wouldn't be thinking about that kind of thing every day.

The selection criteria are not so low that anyone can be chosen.

However, on the other hand, he was quite curious about Daki's net worth.

It wasn't that I had any particular thoughts about the demon; I was just wondering if I could use this method to lure out Daki and then stab her when she suddenly appeared.

Daki would never have imagined that the customer who ordered it would be a Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps.

But then I thought about it again and realized it wasn't really necessary.

Daki's strength is just so-so, there's no need to go to great lengths to sneak up on her, and there's no need to waste money like that.

"There aren't many people..."

Murata couldn't help but whisper.

On the main street, you can only occasionally see a few low-level janitors meticulously wiping railings and doorframes.

Very few guests appear here during the day. Kiyokawa Izumi dressed up specially before going out. She didn't wear her own uniform or carry a Nichirin sword, so she wasn't very conspicuous on the street.

Because of the progress of the times, there is electricity here now, and you can see the utility poles standing up.

On the second floor, near the railing, you could see several young women without makeup, their faces slightly pale. Their eyes were somewhat vacant, and it was unclear what they were looking at.

"Let's investigate separately."

Kiyokawa Izumi casually remarked to the two people behind him.

He didn't explain to the puzzled looks above him—he would investigate during the day and then request support. If the support arrived quickly, they could begin operations in the early hours of the third day.

Since it was daytime, there was no need to worry about anything happening to these two average-skilled team members.

Just don't be foolish enough to barge into the granary of Shangliu.

"Such worries seem unnecessary; these two probably won't find anything."

that's the truth.

Two hours later, when they met again.

Murata and Hanako stammered, unable to provide much useful information.

"More than two months ago, a courtesan named Hua Zi disappeared after leaving a letter eloping with her."

Murata spoke hesitantly. This information was something he had gathered through inquiries, and other than that, he hadn't gained much.

"Let's leave here first. I've already requested reinforcements from headquarters. If nothing unexpected happens, it'll be an Upper Moon."

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Faced with their puzzled and shocked gazes, Kiyokawa Izumi naturally didn't need to explain to them—do I need to tell you how I found out?

Forget about the process, just ask if the result is correct.

Next, I went back to sleep.

Just as he was about to leave, Hanako, who was following closely behind, suddenly asked, "Um, may I ask you about Dark Breathing?"

"Um?"

"I feel like water breathing doesn't really resonate with my body... I'm wondering if switching to a different breathing method would be better?"

"..."

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but I feel like this person is a little too worshipful of me, and even wants to learn his breathing techniques.

He wasn't one to keep secrets, nor did he feel that his self-created breathing method needed to be kept confidential.

However, the learning curve is definitely steeper than that of water breathing.

Even if an ordinary swordsman could learn his breathing technique, he could never become the next one.

Without the balanced offense and defense of Water Breathing, and without the high burst damage of Thunder Breathing, it only conceals one's aura and enhances the five senses, making it somewhat useless for ordinary swordsmen.

The corresponding moves are not so easy to learn either.

Especially the Third Form and the Fourth Form, you won't improve much if you can't learn them - if you can't even learn these, are you going to rely on the First Form to get by in a fight?

Take the Fourth Form for example. Although it enhances all five senses, it still has a core element.

Only by relying on the core and other senses can one construct a cognitive domain that is uniquely their own.

Without a special talent for sensory perception, it's quite difficult to learn.