Arriving in the forest, Takeshi chased away the obstructive Tanjiro and stopped in front of Makomo.
"Makomo, you guys are too biased! Why didn't you appear in front of me?"
"You..." Makomo was stunned.
Takeshi continued, "What about me? I'm not happy right now! I need..." Kisses, hugs, and to be lifted up high, but never mind, saying that would be a bit girly, and wouldn't fit his handsome, dashing, and tough-guy image.
"I need compensation."
Makomo was gentle and slow-spoken to begin with, and Takeshi's string of words left her stunned again and again.
Finally, she managed to squeeze out, "What can I compensate you with? Besides, it seems like you don't need us to give you pointers..." Her voice grew softer and softer.
"Keep me company and chat!" Seiji Takeshi said with a grin.
Makomo was also straightforward and really stayed, sitting on a boulder with Takeshi.
She was also puzzled. This was the first time they had appeared, and even Mr. Urokodaki didn't know of their existence; moreover, Mr. Urokodaki had never mentioned them to Takeshi.
How did he know? And he called out her name so easily.
Her clear eyes looked directly at Seiji Takeshi beside her.
Sensing Makomo's gaze, Takeshi turned his head. "Mesmerized by my handsomeness? Makomo, let me tell you, looks aren't the most important thing. The most, most important thing is ability!"
He added, "But without looks, it really is a bit of a problem."
Makomo's face turned red, and she was too shy to look at Takeshi again. And Takeshi's image in her heart quietly changed...
He seemed different from ordinary people; at least, that's what she thought.
"Why are you looking down? Look up at the moon! Look at this moon, it's so big and round!"
Nonsense! That was definitely nonsense. The moon wasn't round at all.
But that didn't stop Takeshi at all.
"Pfft—"
Makomo couldn't help but laugh, and looked at Takeshi again. "You're an interesting person!"
Takeshi immediately denied, "No, I have other special talents! Get to know me better."
The smile on Makomo's face grew even wider, extending all the way to her eyes.
Without Takeshi noticing, she grabbed his hand and held it up in front of her.
Takeshi's heart started beating fast. What the heck! Makomo took his hand on her own initiative! This... was this development a little too fast?
No, he was a man; he should take the initiative. He couldn't let the girl take the lead.
He raised his other hand and held Makomo's hand in return, cleared his throat, and said, "Well, Makomo, if you want, I don't mind if we can talk about..." Feelings...
Before he could finish speaking, Makomo opened her mouth.
"Aoyama, please help us!"
"Sabito and the others said you're unreliable, but I think you're our hope, the hope for us to get revenge! Slay that demon. He's already eaten so many people."
In Makomo's eyes was hope. They were all Mr. Urokodaki's disciples, but they had all been eaten by that demon during the Final Selection.
Not a single one had come out alive. They had developed an obsession, and after death, they had returned to Mt. Sagiri as spirits.
They had already sacrificed themselves, and they understood that in Mr. Urokodaki's heart, he didn't want Tanjiro and the others to participate in the Final Selection.
Mr. Urokodaki didn't want anyone else to die.
And that demon, he specifically attacked those wearing fox masks. The demon was retaliating against Mr. Urokodaki from the past. There was a connection between them.
Takeshi naturally knew the things Makomo was talking about. Even if Makomo didn't say it today, he would still slay that demon.
A murderous intent flashed in Seiji Takeshi's eyes, but then he returned to normal. His expression was very relaxed. He gently patted Makomo's hand and said, "Don't worry! I will avenge you, and everyone else!"
Makomo suddenly became inarticulate, threw herself into Aoyama's arms, and tears streamed from her eyes.
During the day or at night, Tanjiro was desperately practicing. Under the guidance of Sabito and Makomo, his movements became clean, beautiful, and fast.
Seiji Takeshi, who was lazy and watching from the side, had silently watched all of Tanjiro's changes. It was time for him to take action as well.
"Ding! The host has slain a demon. The system rewards you with +5 to your body's speed."
"Ding! The host has slain a demon. The system rewards you with +50k to your fist strength."
"Ding! The host has slain a demon. The system rewards you with +70k to your leg strength."
"Ding! The host has slain a low-level demon. The system rewards you with +10 to your sense of smell, and randomly gifts you a steel stone."
In recent days, Takeshi hadn't been idle. He had gone to the villages below Mt. Sagiri at night, searching for those demons and slaying them, to level up his own skills.
That day was coming soon. Tanjiro was about to split the boulder, and then the Final Selection would come.
Takeshi knew that although he had two sets of breathing techniques, his physical fitness and other abilities had to catch up. He wanted to crush everything in this selection with a high profile.
And he must be the one to kill that Hand Demon.
Of course, he did all these things without Mr. Urokodaki and Tanjiro knowing. In their eyes, he was still that person who would rather lie down than stand, who didn't train, who didn't practice.
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