Kanae smiled slightly at this. "Miss Mizuki is indeed as gentle as Little Shinobu said."
Before Mizuki could speak, Kochou Shinobu's face flushed slightly, and her normally calm voice couldn't help but sharpen into a whine: "Sister~"
"Hmm?" Kanae was surprised by Kochou Shinobu's attitude and became a little lost in thought.
Mizuki, on the other hand, smiled helplessly.
Gentleness doesn't put food on the table; it's just kind people doing kind things.
Kochou Shinobu, fearing her sister would bring up the topic of Mizuki from their letters again, interjected, "Sister, how long will you be staying this time?"
Kanae pondered for a moment. "Since the Master wants us to improve our strength, ordinary missions probably won't be assigned to us, so I should be staying for a while longer."
Demons causing trouble don't care about time; they are scattered everywhere, and news of cannibalism often comes without warning.
The Demon Slayer Corps is not an official organization, with only a few hundred members, and even fewer swordsmen capable of combat.
However, the number of demons can increase at will.
Whether it's ordinary members or Hashira.
As soon as one mission is resolved, a new one immediately arrives.
It's all missions, unless one is severely injured and recuperating, there are almost no free days.
The so-called Tsuguko, swordsmen personally taught by the Hashira, exist precisely because the Hashira simply do not have time to teach other members.
Looking through history, even marching and fighting wars weren't this arduous; soldiers could enjoy themselves after a victory.
But the Demon Slayer Corps cannot. No matter how many demons are slain, no matter how many Twelve Demon Moons are slain.
As long as Muzan is alive, the human suffering called 'demons' will not disappear for a single day.
The reason the Demon Slayer Corps members can endure such painful and exhausting lives is all thanks to Muzan.
When one person, or a group of people, is willing to face death to achieve a goal, the goal itself is no longer important.
Humans have proven one thing through countless actions: if they want something, there's nothing they can't do.
"Sister, didn't you often have questions about Snow Breathing that no one could answer?" Kochou Shinobu said with a smile. "Now that the founder is right in front of you, why not ask Mizuki for guidance?"
"This…" Kanae looked at Mizuki with some hesitation. Of course, she wanted to, but she didn't know if… "Of course." Mizuki smiled and nodded, sighing with emotion, "Speaking of which, I never thought this Breathing Technique could be passed down."
Although everyone jokingly called it a hodgepodge of Breathing Techniques, Mizuki actually knew this in her heart.
Snow Breathing, like Sun and Moon Breathing, also has strict physical requirements for its user.
In fact, in some aspects, it is even more demanding.
The Kocho Sisters smiled helplessly.
This Breathing Technique was indeed peculiar. If it weren't for being genuinely recorded, just explaining the mid-way switching application of the Breathing Technique would be enough to leave later generations full of questions.
Mizuki asked, "How about we put the Snow Breathing training off until tomorrow?"
Kanae said with a smile, "I'll follow whatever Miss Mizuki arranges."
Kochou Shinobu suddenly stood up. "It's getting late; I need to check on the infirmary."
Mizuki quickly said, "I'll come too."
"Okay." Kochou Shinobu wasn't surprised; Mizuki was very concerned about the young boy named Tanjirou, and she already considered Tanjirou to be Mizuki's Tsuguko.
Kanae also stood up. "I won't come along. I promised Kanao earlier that I would teach her swordsmanship."
"Okay."
Tsuyuri Kanao is Kanae's Tsuguko and also the Kocho Sisters' younger sister, not by blood but closer than family.
She had no name since childhood, and later adopted by the Kocho Sisters, she chose the surname Tsuyuri herself, and Kanae personally gave her the name Kanao.
She uses Flower Breathing, an extension of Water Breathing, and her talent is even stronger than Kochou Shinobu's.
Kochou Shinobu uses Insect Breathing, an extension of Flower Breathing, and it is one of the weakest Breathing Techniques in the Demon Slayer Corps.
She's just a bit introverted. Mizuki had even chatted with her when she was at the Butterfly Mansion.
After parting with Kanae, the two headed to the infirmary.
Before they even entered the infirmary, they heard boisterous voices coming from inside.
"I drank it, right? I drank my midday medicine, right?!"
"Who saw me drink my medicine?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too weak…"
"Inosuke, quiet down…"
The noisy sounds in the infirmary were like a bustling street market. Mizuki glanced over and saw a vein throbbing on Kochou Shinobu's forehead. Although she wore a gentle smile, the anger within that smile was undeniable.
Kochou Shinobu, with a smile on her face, pulled open the infirmary door.
The sounds inside the infirmary stopped abruptly.
Mizuki looked inside and saw that the figures lying on the beds were none other than Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke, and Tanjirou.
She scanned the room and noticed Nezuko in the corner. Her breathing was steady inside the box, so she must have fallen asleep.
Upon seeing the two beauties enter, Zenitsu Agatsuma's eyes first widened, and a perverse smile appeared on his face. Then, as if sensing something, the perverse smile stiffened.
What a strange sound… Zenitsu Agatsuma secretly observed Mizuki behind Kochou Shinobu.
He had never heard such a sound.
The sound was very steady, so steady that there was almost no fluctuation, so steady that he found it inexplicably eerie, like stagnant water.
Tanjirou happily called out, "Miss Mizuki!"
Mizuki nodded kindly to him. "It's good that you're alright."
Zenitsu Agatsuma's expression changed, and he cursed at Tanjirou with a ferocious look: "You bastard! How dare you know such a beauty behind my back!"
Mizuki: "…"
She was starting to remember this guy's personality.
If it weren't for the Pig-headed Boy in between them, Zenitsu would probably have pounced on Tanjirou.
"I say…" Kochou Shinobu lightly coughed twice, a smile on her face: "You all seem very happy."
Zenitsu Agatsuma's ferocious expression instantly softened, and he chuckled, "Really? We…"
"Do you think I'm praising you?" Kochou Shinobu's smile instantly vanished, and her eyes became so cold that Zenitsu shivered all over.
Mizuki laughed and smoothed things over: "Well, Shinobu, don't be angry. Speaking with such spirit, it seems your injuries aren't serious, which is a good thing."
Hearing this, Zenitsu Agatsuma looked over with gratitude.
She's a kind big sister after all.
Truly beautiful and kind-hearted… Damn you, Tanjirou!!
Tanjirou looked at Zenitsu Agatsuma, who was glaring at him angrily, completely bewildered as to what he had done to upset him.
Mizuki didn't pay attention to that, instead looking at the Pig Head boy on the bed between the two.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry… it's all my fault for being too weak."
Is this… self-isolation?
Mizuki heard his voice was weak and hoarse, knowing that he must have injured his throat.
Alright, to be more direct, this guy had a bandage wrapped around his neck.
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