Roy slurps his noodles, listening to the noodle shop owner's rambling... Amidst his fluctuating thoughts, he can't help but recall a saying... "Behind every flourishing stability, there are always those who silently contribute"...
Nimbly and decisively, under the shop owner's dumbfounded gaze, he finishes off eleven bowls of noodles, then stands up tall, grabs his sword, and leaves...
"Young man, you gave me too much." The shop owner picked up the silver coin on the table, weighed it in his hand, and hurriedly called out to Roy.
Roy's steps did not stop, he waved his hand with his back to the stall: "Not too much, one share for you, one share for... peace."
A share of the peace for which the Demon Slayer Corps silently strives behind the scenes... Of course, there is also his own share...
"This..." A gentle evening breeze dispels the summer heat, leaving the shop owner in a daze with eleven empty bowls on the short table, filled with moonlight and this flourishing era...
After a while, he scratched his head and said, "What a strange fellow..."
People followed by cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks and returned to the stall, just as Roy disappeared into the crowd, finding a dark alley to walk into...
Now, he's come to Kyoto, seen the noodle shop owner, at the end of the alley, Roy stops his steps, seeing a thick brick wall sealing the front entrance, he smiles and says: "Yushiro, since you've already discovered me, why not show yourself?"
Night deepens... Away from the street noise, it's silent all around,
Roy stands in his moonlit cloak, holding his sword, maintaining a smile, quietly waiting...
On the other side of the wall, blue bangs sway, with raised brows, a young man possessing both youthful and rebellious vibes, standing in wooden clogs, wearing a loose robe over a neatly managed shirt... lifts his eyes gloomily, looking beyond the wall at Roy, hands instinctively twisting together, filled with vigilance, saying nothing, just waiting...
Roy wonders skeptically: "Could I be mistaken?"
With a move of his foot, he turns and leaves...
Yushiro's expression relaxes slightly, letting out a quiet breath of relief, but... just as he is about to turn, his body suddenly freezes, not knowing when, a hand has bizarrely climbed onto his shoulder, firmly imprisoning him!
"The 'Hidden Gaze' is indeed a good Blood Demon Art, but,"
Roy transforms into a glimmer, stepping out from the moonlight, appears behind Yushiro, resting his head on Yushiro's shoulder, and speaks softly: "Sometimes, what is seen may not be true,"
"What do you think?"
"Kamado Eiichiro!" Yushiro's body stiffens, limbs cold, he rigidly turns his neck to look and says: "How did you get in?!"
"It's not that I want to enter, it's that you believe your eyes too much!" A scarlet hue emerges in Roy's eyes, three pitch-black magatama slowly crawl out... At the moment they clash, Yushiro feels as though he's absorbed into it, along with his relied-on 'Hidden Gaze,' shattered by the sword Roy draws, turning into talisman shards fluttering in the wind...
'Hidden Gaze': a Blood Demon Art tied to sight limits; when activated, it easily obscures others' vision, confuses auditory perception, misleading others to see things ordinarily unseen.
The activation key lies in talisman... second in creating visual illusions, some features resemble 'Illusion Technique,' highly practical.
In the original, relying on Yushiro's 'Blood Demon Art,' Tanjiro, Zenitsu, several Hashira, were able to penetrate Infinity Castle under Kiriya's command, subsequently killing Doma, Kokushibo, and so on... Muzan and others.
However, speaking of 'Illusion Technique,' Sharingan is undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain!
Not to mention 'Infinite Tsukuyomi,' 'Kotoamatsukami,' 'Izanagi,' those bug-level techniques, even ordinary illusions activated by Sharingan aren't something a genjutsu Jonin like Yuuhi Kurenai could handle, let alone... 'Hidden Gaze,' let alone... Yushiro!
Yushiro remains silent... Roy speaks correctly; he indeed trusts his eyes too much, yet before this... never did anyone so easily expose his 'Invisibility Barrier'!
Meaning... anyone able to face him wasn't Kamado Eiichiro, just switch a person, even a Hashira, he confidently wouldn't be detected short-term!
"What's your intention?" After a while, Yushiro takes a deep breath, calming down.
Tamayo is in the villa behind him, he must hold Roy steady to give Tamayo time and opportunity to escape... Now, just hoping, Tamayo detects the 'Invisibility Barrier' vanished, quickly... leaves!
Yet, obsessive pure love often blinds one's eyes... before Roy replies, the villa door creaks open, a woman in a dark purple kimono, graceful and beautiful, with gentle gaze, steps out...
As she appears, she sincerely bows deeply to Roy: "Lord Eiichiro, sorry to have offended you, please calm your anger, come inside to talk."
"Tamayo!" Yushiro's shoulder shakes heavily, exposing fangs immediately ghostifies, forcibly tears the arm attached to the shoulder, ignoring the pain... ignoring the blood... ignoring the muffled groan, roars: "I'll hold him off, you leave now!"
With the only remaining arm, Zetsu clenched his fist and swung it at Roy!
In that instant of determination... Roy hesitated for a moment, dodging aside!
"Splat~" The severed arm hit the ground... Yushiro's punch missed, and he turned to block in front of Tamayo, glaring fiercely at Roy!
Roy fell silent... He said nothing, reaching out to pick up the severed arm Yushiro dropped, looking at the couple in front of the villa with a mix of admiration and helplessness, finally tossing Yushiro's severed arm back, returning it to them....
"Since you know me, you must also know that there's never a shortage of Evil Ghosts under my blade...."
In other words, Roy gently stroked [Solar Eclipse], reversed it to shatter the talisman's tip, sheathed his sword... Then looked back at the pair, saying calmly: "If I wanted to kill you, perhaps now you'd be lying down, not... standing...."
"Who knows what you..."
"Yushiro!" Tamayo softly called, stopping the young boy with green hair,
She stepped out from behind Yushiro, bowed slightly to Roy and said: "Please pardon Yūro-sama, Yushiro meant no harm, he is just protecting me."
"I can see that," Roy no longer indifferent, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Love often makes people lose their senses, I understand."
"You... I......" Yushiro's face flushed red, he wanted to refute Roy, but somehow felt pleased inside, stubbornly glaring at Roy with his neck stiff,
Seeing his awkward demeanor, Tamayo felt a little reassured and relaxed...
Better brash than not knowing who to be brash with... Tamayo straightened, looked deeply at Roy's fiery red hair swaying in the wind, extended a hand, and opened the door, saying: "Please, Yūro-sama."
Roy did not object, transforming into moonlight, flashing, flashing again, and in the blink of an eye appeared beside Tamayo, then... under the dumbfounded gaze of the pair, casually found a place to sit down.
Tamayo and Yushiro exchanged a silent glance, both seeing a hint of... shock in each other's eyes!
What Kamado Eiichiro said was true, if... he had murderous intent, based on the skills he had just demonstrated... Tamayo and Yushiro both realized, even if they wanted to run, it would be difficult to escape his grasp, mainly because—
What kind of extraordinary close-range technique is this?!
Does he think he's... light?
Yushiro felt his heart pounding uncontrollably!
"Thump... thump... thump!"
That was a mix of excitement and fear... also an uncontrollable anxiety and terror... Fortunately,
Tamayo seemed to sense his emotions, gently patting his back to comfort him, saying: "Go inside, and reattach your arm first."
The people followed first, gracefully entering, bending to offer Roy a cup of hot tea.....
"Yūro-sama, please have some tea, and also... offer your guidance...."
Not for killing, Tamayo couldn't think of any other reason for this person to come to their door...
"Miss Tamayo is too kind,"
"Simple!" Roy sipped his tea, getting straight to the point: "I'm here to do two things!"
The young boy raised two fingers, smiling at Tamayo and Yushiro: "I'll handle what you can't, I'll kill who you can't... but first,"
"I need to borrow the Muzan Ghost Blood from your bodies!"
The extinction of Evil Ghosts, fortunately, there were still two good ones left... and they were rare types who had freed themselves from Muzan's control!
Interface open... [Target Tracking Technique] quietly lying in the skill column... eagerly itching to try....