northernbook Chapter 249 Why did it take him so long to think of that?
Chapter 249 Why did it take him so long to think of that?
While the atmosphere was filled with playful banter and flirting, Tanjiro, adhering to his principle of relentless pursuit, kept trying to strike up a conversation with Giyu.
"Mr. Yiyong, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong with you?"
Tanjiro, with his beady eyes, followed Giyu Tomioka blankly.
Tomioka Giyuu, who was completely ignoring him, had cold sweat beading on his cheeks.
This is never-ending... How many days has it been going on already?
Is this going to last a lifetime?
Yoshiyuki Tomioka squatted in the toilet with a heavy expression, listening to the chattering sounds coming from outside, and couldn't help but think.
If I pay attention to him, will he give up?
Finally, as they crossed a small bridge, Giyu Tomioka couldn't help but respond to him.
"I didn't pass the final selection." Giyu Tomioka paused, then said calmly without turning his head.
Leave as soon as you hear it; he's about to reach his limit.
"Huh?" Tanjiro exclaimed in surprise, finally getting a response to his long-standing persistence. "The Final Selection? You mean the one at Mount Fujika?"
“Yes…” Yiyong’s tone was slightly heavy as he recounted his painful past, saying, “That year, I and a boy whose family had been killed by ghosts, just like mine…”
"Sabito, I participated in the selection with this flesh-colored-haired boy."
Tanjiro's eyes widened slightly.
The rabbit refers to...
At that time...
"At thirteen, and having no relatives or friends in our childhood, we quickly became good friends."
"Sabito is a very righteous and kind-hearted boy."
"In that year's selection, only Sabito died."
"He defeated almost all the demons in that mountain, and everyone except Sabito passed the selection..."
"I was injured by the demons that attacked me at the beginning, and it was Sabito who saved me when I was in a daze."
“Qiantu handed me over to another boy and went to the person who was crying for help.”
"By the time I came to my senses, the selection process was already over."
"I did survive for seven days and passed the selection."
"But can someone who didn't defeat a single demon and was merely saved by someone really be considered to have passed the selection?"
Giyu Tomioka calmly recounted his past, his voice so flat it was as if he were telling a story, as if he weren't the protagonist of the story.
But Tanjiro could keenly sense a hint of self-reproach in him.
"I am not worthy to be the Water Pillar." In the end, that was all he said. "In the end, I am not worthy to stand on equal footing with the Pillars. I am different from them. There was never a place for me in the Demon Slayer Corps."
Is that what it meant?
Tears welled up in Tanjiro's eyes involuntarily.
With his back to him, Giyu Tomioka said calmly, "You are better than me. I am not qualified to train with you."
"Leave me alone, you're wasting my time..."
Giyu Tomioka took another step and walked forward, ignoring Tanjiro.
At that moment, Giyuu's figure seemed to be standing still, and Tanjiro deeply felt the pain in his heart.
Mr. Yiyong, you must feel very guilty, right? You must be suffering a lot inside.
Tanjiro has never been the type to persuade others, nor can he articulate his understanding of Giyu's words.
He was someone who knew nothing about Mr. Righteousness...
But...but...
There was one thing he absolutely wanted to ask Mr. Giyu...
Tanjiro couldn't help but step forward, "Giyuu-san!"
Giyu Tomioka did not stop or pause for a moment as he continued forward.
Ahhh! It won't stop!
Tanjiro panicked and quickly chased after him.
"Mr. Righteousness!"
Giyu Tomioka finally reacted and stopped, but still had no intention of turning back.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
Perhaps, he just wanted Tanjiro to give up.
But what Giyu Tomioka never expected was...
……
"Aren't you going to pass on what Sabito entrusted to you?" After a brief silence, Tanjiro stopped in his tracks and asked softly.
Tanjiro's voice was very gentle, as if he were stating a fact, without any intention of imposing his ideas on Giyu Tomioka.
Yi Yong's eyes widened slightly, and in a daze, it felt as if a slap had landed on his face. He subconsciously reached out to touch his cheek.
Like a sudden awakening, memories of being with Sabito flooded back, accompanied by the pain on her cheek.
"Don't say 'I'd rather die' to me again!" Sabito slapped him in the face angrily. "If there's a next time, this is the end of our relationship."
"Break off the relationship!"
"Your sister must have known this all along, which is why she hid you from the ghost's attack the day before the wedding."
"You alone...do not disrespect your sister."
"You absolutely must not die! This is the life your sister risked her own to save and the future entrusted to you!"
"You must carry on this legacy, Yiyong."
Giyu Tomioka stroked his cheek blankly.
it hurts...
It felt just like I had actually been slapped hard across the face.
The clearer the memories in my mind, the more real the pain on my face becomes.
Why did you forget that conversation with Sabito?
Isn't that a very important memory?
Because of.
That was what he had forgotten...
A heartbreaking reality...
Whenever I think about it, I become so sad that I can't do anything, and tears keep flowing.
elder sister……
Razor rabbit...
I'm sorry, I'm so immature...
……
Seeing that Giyu Tomioka remained motionless, Tanjiro's face broke out in a cold sweat.
Oh no... he's not moving at all.
What should I do? Did I say something really offensive?
Mr. Yiyong was already feeling down, did I just add insult to injury?
Tanjiro was extremely anxious, but suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.
Oh, right! He still has a trump card he hasn't used yet!
How about we have a competition to see who can eat the fastest?!
Then they said things like, "If I win the competition, we'll train together."
Although Mr. Yiyong was taciturn, he didn't need to speak when it came to a competition to see who could eat the fastest.
Great idea!
Tanjiro's wise eyes grew brighter, and he could gradually sense a radiant future.
Why didn't he think of such a good idea before? He must have been misled by Miss Yuko's talk of persistent pestering!
Giyu Tomioka lowered his eyelids slightly, silently apologized to his deceased relatives and comrades, and turned around.
"Tanjiro, it's a bit late, but I'm going to participate in that..."
"Mr. Yiyong, shall we have a buckwheat noodle eating contest?"
The two said in unison.
Giyu Tomioka's calm expression instantly turned blank.
Why?