Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 236 Wu Yi Lang

Lin Guang didn't remember when he fell asleep, nor did he know how he fell asleep.

Maybe it was because the journey was too long, maybe it was because the shaking box was like a cradle he had never experienced before, maybe it was because he had been really hungry for a long time, or maybe it was just because he had argued with the man for too long and made him feel a little tired.

Even if it was just the drowsiness caused by the boredom of the journey, it would be reasonable. There were too many reasons, and Lin Guang couldn't distinguish them clearly, so he didn't even think about it.

He only remembered that he opened his eyes at sunset, and at that time he could no longer feel the bumps. The box was placed steadily on the floor, and the wooden door was slightly open, as if someone had been there before, and when he realized that the owner of the box had not yet woken up, he closed the door again.

The ears wake up slower than the eyes. After tilting his head, Lin Guang regained awareness of the world in the sound like an electric current. The sound gradually poured into his ears. It was the sound of human beings, the muffled sound of wooden swords colliding. It was not as clear as iron, but it would not sting the eardrum. It was subtly pleasant to the ear.

Then comes the sound that comes from the human vocal cords, the throat and the tongue, and finally what comes out of the mouth is words.

"Too slow! If it was a ghost standing here, you would have died three times already."

The boy's voice was not deep enough, not hoarse enough, not steady enough, and had the immaturity unique to teenagers. Even when he was reprimanding in a serious manner, it lacked some majesty and oppression compared to older men.

Maybe the person being scolded would be frightened by such a voice, but Rinkou wouldn't.

Perhaps it was because he had heard truly frightening scoldings from more mature and steady elders, and having experienced that kind of oppression, he later became more calm when facing everything.

But even such a voice was at least enough to quiet the room, so that there was no other human sound in the entire room except his scolding.

Maybe a little too quiet.

When Lin Guang reached out to push open the door, he realized that the wooden board made a slight sound when it moved. It was very light and would not attract other people's attention at any time. But now it was too special. The whole house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. This thing suddenly became a presence that attracted everyone's attention.

When Lin Guang poked his head out, he was met with the attention of the entire room.

This was not what he expected.

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"Rinko, you're awake—"

The clear young voice was crisp, tender and pleasant, like spring water falling into a bamboo tube, and the bamboo tube filled with water was carried downwards.

With a thud.

Awaken the memories of summer.

"Muichiro...?"

Lin Guang didn't even have time to turn around and pick up the gag. The boy was very fast, completely different from the team members he was used to seeing. Just as he pushed open the door and stuck his head in, the other party turned around and looked at him, calling his name with a laughing voice. When he uncertainly called out a vague name that only existed in his memory, he was picked up before he could blink again.

My body lifted off the ground in a completely unexpected, solid hug.

"It's me. I'm so glad you still remember."

This scolding voice didn't seem to come from the same voice as the one he heard just now, Lin Guang thought.

But he was the one being treated specially, so he didn't mind.

"Yeah, I still remember."

He reached out and hugged the boy in front of him. He seemed a little different from what he remembered. He was a little taller, but not too much taller, and a little stronger. Under the loose coat was a muscular body. The arms that hugged him were very strong, which seemed different from what he remembered.

"Muichiro has become a very powerful person..."

The summer wind is hot, just as I remember. Even after the sun has set, the wind is still hot. The hot wind blows from behind, but it does not bring any warmth when it blows through the body, leaving only an annoying burning sensation.

"Feel sorry."

The hand holding him tightened noticeably, and Lin Guang could feel it, but he couldn't say anything except a light apology, and he couldn't feel anything except helpless regret.

"That's not Rinko's fault."

Muichiro's voice was also light, making it difficult for Lin Guang to tell whether he really didn't blame him.

On that night that he was not aware of, was there a moment when they, like every human being about to die under the claws of the devil, subconsciously called out his name as a hopeless expectation?

He doesn't know, and he will never have the chance to know.

All he knew was that Ichiro died one day, while Muichiro survived and worked hard to live, and finally became the outstanding child in front of him. At such a young age, he was given the title of the Pillar of the Clouds and was admired by everyone.

How did Muichiro get through all this? What did he experience? How did he survive the days without his brother's company and protection? Lin Guang tried to guess, but he couldn't think of anything. It seemed that apart from the dead, he could not think of anything else.

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"Speaking of which, where is the child who brought me here?"

Night falls. This is the first day of Rinko's arrival. Muichiro accompanies him and briefly introduces everything here. There is a room used for training. The indoor environment ensures that Rinko can join the training with peace of mind. The spacious front yard can become Muichiro's own training ground at night, and now it can also be Rinko's.

"After putting Rinko down, he left in a hurry. It seemed like he had to go somewhere else to train."

"Shouldn't he come to train with you?"

"The team members' training can also be slightly adjusted in order according to the specific situation. He said that the Flame Pillar asked him to go somewhere else first, so I let him go first. Does Rinko need anything from him?"

Muichiro looked at him naturally, giving both explanations and questions. Lin Guang just shook his head slightly in response to the gaze of those eyes.

"No, it's okay, just curious."

I'm curious about what kind of person he is and what his name is, but he's a member of the Demon Slayer Corps after all. Even if I don't meet him this time, I'll definitely meet him next time.

"If Rinko wants to find him, I can help."

"No, it doesn't matter. We'll meet again someday. We're all training anyway."

Lin Guang shook his head again at Muichiro's concerned look, this time more firmly and more certain.

"Speaking of training... I actually had some other plans tonight, but since Rinkou came today, I didn't go..."

That doesn't sound like a very good conversation starter.

Under Rinko's gaze, Muichiro jumped down from the corridor, picked up a wooden sword from the side, grabbed it and chopped it twice, then picked up another one and threw it at Rinko.

Completely subconsciously, Rinkou caught the wooden sword thrown at him.

"I heard Tanjiro mention that Rinko is very powerful now, right? Do you want to try sparring with me?"

Under the moonlight, the youth's youthful face and confident invitation were visible. On the other side of the courtyard, a smile gradually appeared on the boy's face.

"Okay."

The childish voice responded like this.