Konoha's Mission Master

Under the moonlight, the young man stood tall, his face as white as jade, his eyes serene. Yet, this very person effortlessly crushed the Upper Moon demons, suppressing them with an unparalleled and forceful manner.

Who are you?

Yakumo asked first.

Kyojuro Rengoku has very strong facial features, thick hair, big eyes, and yellow hair with ends that look like flames burning.

But it wasn't just his hair; his entire being standing there was like a flame, radiating light and heat, and even in the darkness of night, his figure still shone brightly.

"Hey! I'm Kyojuro Rengoku, here to help you defeat your enemy!"

Yakumo subconsciously took two steps back. This person's voice was so loud, it was like thunder exploding in his ear. And his thick eyebrows and enthusiastic smile made him seem like another Might Guy.

You seem quite weak.

Yakumo shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

"In my perception, although your strength surpasses that of most ordinary people, can your physical strength truly completely eliminate a cannibal with such powerful regenerative abilities?"

"that…"

Kyojuro Rengoku looked somewhat defeated, but he couldn't refute it.

"We can destroy the demon by cutting off its head!"

Yakumo was slightly surprised upon hearing this.

Rengoku Kyojuro explained, and Yakumo finally understood that these demon slayers used weapons called Nichirin Blades, which were made of materials that were effective against demons.

In battle, you only need to behead the demon to eliminate the enemy.

Yakumo sighed inwardly. So it turned out that... all the hard work he had put in was because he was using the wrong method.

This is really great!

"Alright, I'll continue my hunt for cannibals."

finally…

Yakumo did not try to snatch the Nichirin Blade from Rengoku Kyojuro's hand; to him, slaying demons was simply a matter of making a few more cuts.

The problem is not big.

That night, Yakumo continued to hunt demons around her using her senses from the Eternal Sleep Mist, while Rengoku Kyojuro, unable to keep up with Yakumo, could only wait in place for the time being.

The next day, the sun rose.

The two reunited.

Kyojuro Rengoku planned to lead Yakumo to the Demon Slayer Corps to meet with their lord to discuss cooperation, since they shared a common enemy. However, Yakumo refused, believing that they should spend the time killing more demons instead.

The two worked together for half a month, and they got to know each other much better. Most importantly, Yakumo was also greatly influenced by Rengoku Kyojuro's personality, and he started to smile more often. He no longer simply carried out demon-hunting missions, but also enjoyed the local delicacies during the day.

In the end… Kyojuro Rengoku returned to headquarters. He needed to explain Yakumo’s ideas to his lord and also have the village of swordsmiths forge a Nichirin Blade exclusively for Yakumo.

Yakumo felt a little reluctant to part with Kyojuro.

The next day, he continued his original plan, relentlessly hunting down the cannibalistic demons within his perception range. At his speed, he could almost clear out the demons hidden in a city in just two days.

Four months later, Rengoku Kyojuro approached Yakumo again.

Four months later, Kyojuro Rengoku hadn't changed at all; his signature enthusiastic smile was still on his face.

The two met at a barbecue restaurant and ordered a whole table of delicious food.

"I'm starting to eat! It's delicious, delicious, delicious!"

Rengoku Kyojuro kept saying how delicious it was and quickly finished the grilled meat in the pot, but Yakumo was even faster than him.

At this moment, all that remained in his eyes was a golden phantom, and in the end, nearly 80% of the food on the table ended up in Yakumo's stomach.

Two hours later.

The two strolled down the street, burping contentedly, carrying herbal tea they had bought at the barbecue restaurant to cut through the grease.

"Hahaha, Brother Yakumo, what you've accomplished in these four months... far surpasses the Demon Slayer Corps' efforts over the past ten years. Every time I think about this, I feel a little ashamed!"

Rengoku Kyojuro spoke first, addressing Yakumo in a very familiar manner, his face full of enthusiastic smiles.

"You are even greater..."

Yakumo shook his head. As his contact with the Demon Slayer Corps increased, he came to understand that these seemingly strange and peculiar young people were fighting against the entire world with their weak flesh and blood. What they relied on was not powerful force, but their determination and will to fight on.

“I’m sorry. When we first met, I made a hasty judgment and thought you were weak. Now I apologize, Kyojuro… You are not weak, you are even stronger than me.”

The strength Yakumo refers to here is inner strength.

Because he had gained Yakumo's approval, Kyojuro's smile became even more enthusiastic. He tilted his head back and let out a hearty laugh, which drew the attention of passersby.

The two returned to the hotel and settled into their usual double suite.

Rengoku Kyojuro took the reason for his trip off his back.

Those were two Nichirin swords specially made for Yakumo.

Due to Yakumo's special status.

He personally delivered these two Nichirin swords.

Yakumo took the wooden box and slowly opened it. Inside the pale yellow soft cloth lay two straight Nichirin Blades. Compared to ordinary Nichirin Blades, these two blades appeared wider and heavier. They were specially made to match his strength, which far exceeded that of ordinary Demon Slayer Corps members.

"Try it quickly."

Kyojuro Rengoku looked expectant; the Nichirin Blade would change color depending on the user's attributes.

He was eagerly anticipating how these two swords would gleam in Yakumo's hands.

Yakumo smiled gently, grasped the hilt, and slowly drew his Nichirin Blade, holding it horizontally in front of his chest to examine it.

These two knives are crafted with exceptional skill; the blades are smooth without any bumps or dents.

Clearly, it underwent meticulous tempering and polishing after being crafted.

Under Rengoku Kyojuro's expectant gaze, starting from near the hilt, the blade gradually became pure white until the entire blade turned pure white. Due to the width of the blade, it looked more like a pure white square ruler.

"Hahahaha... That's rare!"

Rengoku Kyojuro threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh.

"I actually find the whiteness a bit scary."

Yakumo shook his head, then picked up another Nichirin Blade, and in their eyes, the blade gradually turned pure white.

Pure white double blades!

"My lord and I both believe that you are the hope to end the thousand-year history of cannibals. This pure white is just like the sun in the sky. You truly live up to your reputation."

Rengoku Kyojuro patted Yakumo on the shoulder, stood up, and the pattern on the end of his haori looked like flames leaping and burning fiercely.

"More than forty passengers have gone missing on the Infinite Train. My lord suspects that an evil spirit is behind it and has sent me to investigate. How about coming along? There are a few promising young people on this trip as well."

Yakumo shook his head upon hearing this.

"I feel there's something wrong with the Eternal Bliss Cult in this city, and I plan to investigate it tonight."

In fact.

Yakumo had already locked onto the evil aura of that demon, but because the demon's aura was slightly too strong, Yakumo waited until he got his hands on the Nichirin Blade.

It's not cowardice, but caution.

"Great! Be careful!"

"You too... be careful."

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Chapter 214 The Death of Douma, Mugen Train

Yakumo easily placed the two Nichirin Blades into the Eikou Sword Case.

At the same time, he stood up, intending to see Rengoku Kyojuro off.

The two walked down the street, heading towards the outskirts of the city.

The neon lights on both sides of the street flashed, showing a different kind of prosperity, but this prosperity was destined to have nothing to do with Rengoku Kyojuro. He was accompanied by the night and walked with death until the day when the demons were completely destroyed.

Freshly grilled beef meatballs were displayed at a roadside stall.

The aroma is tangy.

A barely perceptible drooling look flashed in Rengoku Kyojuro's eyes, but Yakumo caught it precisely. At Yakumo's request, the two went to the stall and ordered more than a dozen skewers of beef balls and takoyaki.

The glowing embers illuminated their faces. Yakumo preferred takoyaki, while Rengoku Kyojuro preferred beef balls. They chatted for a few more minutes, but mostly Rengoku Kyojuro did the talking while Yakumo listened. Yakumo had many secrets that she couldn't easily reveal, so she could only remain silent.

As they chatted... Rengoku Kyojuro mentioned a boy named... Kamado Tanjiro, and judging from Kyojuro's tone, he intended to raise him as his stepson, meaning heir.

In his narration, Yakumo was able to sketch out the basic image of Kamado Tanjiro: brave, kind, and determined, with compassion for the weak and fearlessness towards the strong.

In short, Kyojuro seemed quite satisfied.

After the meal, the two continued their journey.

Yakumo lowered his head and took out the Blood Burning Agent from his ninja tool pouch. He felt that one day Kyojuro would need this, because no matter what level of demon he encountered, Kyojuro's only choice was to fight.

"This is…?"

Kyojuro Rengoku stared at the blood-red liquid flowing inside the glass tube in Yakumo's palm and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Burning Blood, a secret medicine, means burning the blood in one's body to gain unparalleled power. Using it will 100% kill you, but it can ignore most pain and unleash power far beyond normal levels."

After a moment's thought, Yakumo handed the Burning Blood to Rengoku Kyojuro.

"I hope you never need it, but I also hope that when you intend to burn yourself to protect others, you will have even greater power."

"what!"

Rengoku Kyojuro took the burning blood... and laughed loudly, tilting his head back.

"I was already prepared to burn, and naturally I hope to burn even more brightly, Yakumo... I really like this gift!"

Rengoku Kyojuro laughed heartily.

Death is nothing to fear.

He clearly really liked the gift.