Tanjiro exhaled white air, his eyes swept over the cuffs where Long hid the handkerchief, he smiled brightly and raised the flowers he had picked.

“This is?”

The flower branch in the boy’s hand was still covered with frost, and the delicate blue petals glowed with a strange beauty in the sun. Long recognized it at a glance. It was the blue red spider lily that Wuzan had always dreamed of. It was also the raw material he had been taking during this period.

“Mr. Long said he liked its taste, so I asked my mother to take me to pick this wild vegetable so that I could get familiar with its growing environment.”

Tanjiro laughed.

“Why give it to me?”

Long reached out to take it and touched the boy’s hair.

“I think this flower is a good match for you, Mr. Long… Mother also said that in this mountain, this kind of flower has the most demanding growing conditions and appears for a very short time. It is also the most beautiful. Although it is a wild flower, it is different from other flowers and plants. It has a very noble and unique temperament… And the fragrance it exudes is also that kind of light and quiet plant fragrance. If you don’t smell it carefully, you can’t smell it. Unlike some other herbs, it has a pungent or unrestrained smell…”

“Thank you.”

Long nodded and said, “Thank your mother for me when you get back.”

Since it has demanding growth conditions and is not easy to find… then the woman must have paid a lot to satisfy his oral desires.

Then, the two of them walked together again and went down the mountain.

A few blue lilies of the red spider lily remained in Long’s hands for less than half an incense stick of time before they disappeared.

This is also the reason why Tanjiro ran all the way.

It’s not withering… but after this flower is separated from the soil, its originally slender branches are immediately frozen by the cold air, like fragile ice flakes. With a slight breeze, they shatter into ice crystals and float away.

Its beauty is short-lived.

Even if it is found, special methods would probably be needed to use it as medicine or preserve it.

Tanjiro bit his lip as he watched the flowers disappear.

Long felt his emotions and gave him a comforting smile.

Because of the special environment of this world, Long discovered that the emotions of the characters here are purer. Good is good, evil is evil, and there are not too many other thoughts mixed in. On the other hand, looking at the faces in Full-time Job, not to mention how many of them are good at strategies, they are all a bit scheming.

“Mr. Oboro…”

When they were about to reach the foot of the mountain, Tanjiro suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Long, and asked as if he had mustered up the courage: “Where is your home…”

He thought the question was a bit rude.

“I don’t have any family… or at least I did… but I didn’t care about them.”

Long saw through his thoughts.

“sorry.”

Tan Yirou lowered his head.

“It’s okay. People always have to grow up. Growth never stops. It’s the same for me and you… Fortunately, you are still young.” Long smiled nonchalantly, “Don’t get me wrong. What I mean is that my home is not here, but in another place. My family and I are just temporarily lost… One day, I will go back.”

“Ah.”

“People not only grow up, they also change… If one day, I change and become a bad person, what will you do when you see me again?”

“what?!”

Tanjiro was stunned and shook his head quickly: “How could it be, sir can’t be a bad person.”

“That’s just for you. For someone like me, just the outfit and attire alone makes me a bad guy in this world. Besides, you don’t know me… How can you think I’m not a bad guy? Maybe… I’m just pretending now?”

“The eyes don’t deceive… and neither does the taste.”

Tanjiro said firmly.

“child…”

Long smiled inwardly.

Recalling the scene when Tanpei Kamado used the new Breathing of the Sun and performed the Kagura dance.

He thought to himself, “It seems… it won’t work in his generation.”

After a while, we arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Long looked at the young man who was running with a small axe in his hand and turned back to wave at him every few steps, and he also waved.

Then he left alone.

After Tanjiro went around the corner, the smile on his face disappeared. He looked down at the figure walking away alone on the snowy path in the distance, his eyes filled with heartache.

Mr. Oboro usually looks a lot like his father, gentle and approachable… but he always feels that the former reveals a kind of “melancholy” all the time, as if… he has lost something.

family?

Mr. Long always keeps to himself, without even a maid by his side.

It gives people a feeling…always so lonely.

Tanjiro also discussed Oboro with his father in private, and his father told him that Mr. Oboro was an extremely powerful person.

This kind of strength is not superficial.

The paths to power all lead to the same destination…and are not understood by ordinary people.

……

Afterwards, the Demon Slayer Corps did not come to disturb Oboro again.

Because the breathing method that Oboro passed on to them has begun to ferment among the Demon Slayer Corps.

Relying on the exploration and practice of several pillar-level swordsmen, they quickly mastered the breathing technique and applied it in actual combat.

Several types of breathing techniques were also incorporated into the Demon Slayer Corps’ teaching materials, and Ubuyashiki Kuno personally summoned all the swordsmen for secret training.

As for all this… Muzan and the demons under his command were still unaware of it at this time.

A counterattack is coming!

Chapter 281 A Surprise is Necessary

The spring snow melts.

In the blink of an eye, the cold winter is over.

One day, when Tanjiro accompanied his father down the mountain again, they found that the house where Oboro lived was deserted.

The door is locked.

The person left…without saying hello to them.

They remembered that Long said that he came from Youguo, and now… he must have gone back.

This is consistent with Oboro’s character… He came here just to experience the Breathing of the Sun, and as for getting to know their family, it was just a coincidence.

Tanjiro felt it was a pity that he was not able to give Mr. Oboro a proper farewell in advance.

But in Tanpei Kamado’s opinion, Oboro knew that he was about to die… A strong man like that does not need mercy.

He has his own pride.

“Both of you.”

Looking at the closed gate, Tanping patted his son’s shoulder and prepared to leave.

At this time, a servant came running over with a square box in his hand.

“This is what that gentleman asked me to give to you before he left… To be exact, it’s for Tanjiro.” The man handed over the things that Long had left behind.

“Thank you.”

Tan Ping nodded and took it.

When I opened it, I found that the box contained a black haori.

It is exactly the same as the one Long is wearing. This kind of clothing is aristocratic clothing, made of precious materials, and not something ordinary people can afford.

It was for Tanjiro to wear when he becomes an adult.

“Father…”

Tanjiro hesitated to speak.

“It’s valuable, but… it’s his intention.”

……

For Long, finding a ghost is very easy.

Even if we don’t contact the Demon Slayer Corps, we can still collect a lot of “strange” events from the channels of the shogunate alone.

Ubuyashiki Kuno was able to quickly mobilize members and rush to various places to hunt demons, and this relationship was indispensable.

What’s more, Long himself is a high-ranking official of the shrine.

Equivalent to the highest level of police power.

His situation is already very grim.

“My Lord… this is it.”

The next evening, several samurai holding torches escorted Oboro to a rural village in the Edo area.

These samurai were ordered to come from Edo Castle… Mount Kumotoriki was not too far from Edo Castle.

“Aobashi Town.”

One of them introduced the situation of the village in front of him to Long.

It was pitch black at this time, and the village, which should have been bustling, seemed unusually quiet, different from what the few people had heard.

Qinglin Town is located on a vital road. No matter it is day or night, there are many caravans and merchants on the road. Refugees coming from this direction, as long as they are heading for the capital, will most likely pass by here.

Therefore, even a small village with a population of a hundred or so households is actually a place of red-light district. It becomes even more lively at night, with pubs and down-and-out geishas… There are many places like this, and everyone is just trying to make money to survive.

But recently, things have been a bit unsettled here. Letters have reported that many people passing by here have disappeared inexplicably and have not been heard from since.

The enforcement office sent people to investigate, but they had no clues either.

“Cough cough cough…”