Demon Slayer: You call paying to get stronger "lightning"?

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"Mr. Ryosuke, this is for you."

"These are pastries that Mom and we made together, but you and Kanae left right after they were finished."

Xuanmi told the truth.

Shizu smiled, pursing her lips, and did not deny it.

Ryosuke accepted it solemnly.

"I appreciate everyone's kindness, and I will eat it all."

After a few more brief instructions and an agreement on the departure time, Ryosuke and his two companions left, watched by the Shinazugawa family.

Back in Momoyama, Ryosuke and Tengen Uzui threw themselves into almost obsessive training.

Ryosuke also showed great interest and focus in learning and exploring the music scores.

He remembered someone making fun of him online in his past life.

To put it bluntly, it means getting beaten up until you remember the opponent's moves and routines.

Although this was a joke, it wasn't wrong.

Habits are deeply ingrained.

The chart is built on quickly capturing the opponent's move habits, rhythm, and even muscle memory.

Just like when playing drinking games, some people will subconsciously shout "five" and "ten" when they meet.

Ryosuke continuously disassembled, analyzed, memorized, and explored the teachings of Uzui Tengen through explanations and practical exercises.

While helping Uzui Tengen perfect his score, Ryosuke also began to grasp the basics himself.

To further practice and verify his skills, he often used small loaves of bread to practice when he went out on missions.

There's nothing inherently wrong with this, but it causes immense damage to the small bread rolls.

This was especially evident in Ryosuke's first few practical battles.

In the stillness of the night, on the edge of a dense forest.

"Uh, ah!"

The evil spirit tumbled and fell to the ground, continuing to move backward.

Hurry up, you dead leg! He's coming!

From the shadows ahead, Ryosuke, holding a white blade, slowly approached.

His body crackled with lightning, like a Super Saiyan, as he muttered to himself.

"Hiss... No, that's not right!"

"This claw attack will be followed by a sweeping kick, but he threw a punch. Is it because he's exhausted or just a feint?"

"The right shoulder will sink before the Blood Demon Art is activated; this flaw is too obvious."

Ryosuke, with his Nichirin Blade slung over his shoulder, roared at the demon before him.

"Hey! Again! Use your best move on me! Now!"

The evil spirit wanted to cry but had no tears.

pain!It hurts so much!

Who in the family understands?

I'd heard that this current Billet Pillar was a pervert, but I never imagined he was this perverted!

He would chop at me whenever he saw me, but not my head.

He kept muttering that I should hit him, and then he would break my moves and cut off my hands and feet so that I could regenerate.

It goes round and round!

This mockery is the greatest humiliation I have ever suffered in my life!

But the problem is... I still can't beat him!

woo woo woo woo--

He not only tormented my body, but also ravaged my soul!

This is shrimp and pork heart! Oh wait, it's shrimp and pork heart!

"Kill me! Please! Kill me!"

The evil spirit knelt on the ground, tears streaming down its face, begging only for a quick death.

"Not buddy!"

Ryosuke frowned, feeling disappointed in his son.

"Are you a ghost?! A wicked, man-eating demon! Can't you have any backbone?!"

"Come on! Come on, baby! Cheer up! Fight back! Don't bow down to justice!"

"Kill me! Then you can become a Lower Moon!"

Evil spirit: (;???Д??`)

Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

If I could kill you, would I be kneeling here?

Seeing the demoralized demon, Ryosuke had no choice but to abandon his plan to perfect the score on him.

Ryosuke drew his sword and swung it; a flash of silver light escaped, freeing him.

"Damn it! How many is this now?!"

Ryosuke listened to the system's announcement and scratched his head in frustration.

"It seems that psychological resilience is also an important part of the experiment..."

Hmm~ the lower moon is still the most durable!

He had never even heard of those newly appointed Lower Moons.

Moreover, they had received some information that they wouldn't cause trouble in their jurisdiction.

Ryosuke fell into the same state of confusion as General Duanmu.

Time flies, and the final assessment is fast approaching.

Ryosuke set off for the Butterfly Mansion.

Chapter 112 This, this isn't right, is it?!

The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Genya paced back and forth in front of the Butterfly House early in the morning.

He kept glancing towards the end of the road until that familiar figure came into view, at which point he breathed a sigh of relief and waved his arms vigorously.

"Mr. Ryousuke!"

Ryosuke approached and, noticing the dark circles under his eyes, asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Genmi scratched his head sheepishly: "Um, I'm a little... excited."

"Okay, let's go."

Ryosuke patted him on the shoulder, signaling them to set off.

The two left the Butterfly House and walked along the road.

Although Genya is young, he has good stamina and can barely keep up with Ryosuke's usual pace.

After walking for a while, he estimated the distance and couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Ryosuke, the Butterfly Mansion seems quite far from Fujikazeyama. Will we miss our chance if we keep going like this? There's a town just ahead. Should we rent a couple of horses?"

"Rent a horse? No need for that trouble."

"Huh? How do we get there?"

Before Genya could react, Ryosuke grabbed his arm.

The next moment, crackling lightning surged around Ryosuke!

"Let's run there."

"Run?! Wait—Aaaaaaaah—!"

Genmi's questions were replaced by the howling wind and screams.

The speed of the thunder was astonishing; the surrounding scenery rushed past.

Genya felt like a helpless kite being caught behind Ryosuke, his black hair disheveled in the wind, his brain blank.

Just when Xuanmi felt like he was about to fall apart, his speed suddenly decreased.

Ryosuke stopped him on the outskirts of town.

When his feet touched the ground again, Xuanmi felt his legs go weak and the world spin around him.

He leaned against the tree trunk and retched, taking a long time to recover.

"Ryo... Mr. Ryosuke... are you really human?"

Ryosuke flicked his forehead.

"You brat, what are you saying! Hurry up and find a place to eat something to replenish your energy."

Xuanmi covered his slightly aching forehead, grimacing in pain.

After a quick meal, under Genya's horrified gaze, Ryosuke grabbed his arm again.

"Again?!"

"What else? Hurry up!"

Lightning flashed again, and the journey was once more bumpy and turbulent.

Ryosuke's unconventional travel methods significantly shortened the journey time.