'I won't fight,'
Nakajima Sachiko originally wanted to refuse Roy, but before she could say "no," she looked up to see the boy's gaze suddenly change. It was as if two suns climbed out of his eye sockets, radiating intense light that shone upon her.
She instantly felt as if she had been stripped naked and thrown onto the street, laid bare from the inside out. At that moment, she swallowed and quietly glanced at a corner in the shadows...
There, an electric arc flashed, followed by Roy's blazing gaze that was as scorching as the sun...
Even through the screen, the glare was palpable!
'Hohoho... what a kid, he's even threatening the examiner.'
On the airship... Netero seemed to regain some ground, his gaze paused for a moment on the boy's blazingly red eyes, which reminded him of the fiery eyes of the Kurta Race.
He glanced at Zeno as if unintentionally and said, "What 'type' is this kid?"
'Nenryoku' related to 'eyes' is quite rare...
Zeno: "Not tested yet."
Honestly added: "He said that's his trump card and would rather take three whips from his dad than tell anyone."
'Hoho... he's a stubborn one.' Netero was momentarily surprised, then looked at the boy again. Roy had "warned" someone using the camera hidden at the corner wall, then tilted his head, waiting for Nakajima Sachiko's answer.
The old woman didn't expect him to be so perceptive. After a moment of silence, she agreed wisely...
Roy smiled lightly, bowed to her, and said, "Please, Granny, don't mind."
"Ask whatever you want, I'll answer whatever I can. If I get it wrong, we turn and leave. If I get it right..."
The boy straightened up, looked at her deeply, and said, "Please, Granny, teach me the manifestation method of the 'Nen Beast'."
As expected, this child figured it out... Nakajima Sachiko glanced at the Staff Blade in Roy's hand and decided to trust Maxim's judgment...
She could only brace herself and respond, "Alright."
She calmed her emotions slightly and posed her question: "Listen carefully, my question is if your 'mother' and 'wife' were to fall into the water at the same time, which one would you choose to save?"
"I feel you're deliberately making fun of the young master!"
This question had become so classic it was overused... there was no correct answer!
Wutong looked at Nakajima Sachiko dangerously because all of Kurajing's killing intent had shifted to the old woman... Kurajing felt an emptiness inside, curiosity filled her beautiful eyes as she glanced at Roy... Indeed, it's a question with no correct answer... but somehow, the girl suddenly wanted to know how the boy would respond?
In the end, is 'mother' more important, or is 'wife' more important....
The answer is... both are important and unimportant.
'5...4...3...2...1...' Nakajima Sachiko began counting.
Roy remained smiling, maintaining his silence.
Within one breath, Nakajima Sachiko's expression changed from 'confident' to 'disheartened,' and after 5 seconds, she finally sighed and squeezed out a forced smile at Roy, saying, "Congratulations, you answered correctly."
She waved her hand, signaling Roy to walk over to the side with her....
Wutong: "...."
Stopped in place.
Kurajing felt a vacancy in her embrace, feeling lost, she glanced at the butler and realized, explaining, "This question originally has no answer, remaining silent is the best solution."
"No need for your reminder." Wutong turned her head and glared at her. Seizing the opportunity while the young master was 'consulting' with the old woman, "Let's have a talk... about you overstepping..."
Kurajing: "..."
Stuck in an awkward position on the spot.
She swallowed and stepped back two steps, then bolted, chasing after Roy...
Wutong let out a cold snort and followed behind.
In the corner, the boy quietly listened to Nakajima Sachiko speak, the old woman reminisced about the past, sharing her feelings upon first awakening Nenryoku, a faint but overwhelming sadness permeating her tone...
"That day, when I returned from grocery shopping, I saw the house on fire, burned to ruins... my mind went blank..."
"All I thought of was saving the children,"
"Then I felt as if something inside me opened, and when I came to, I somehow found a doll next to me...."
Nakajima Sachiko led a child's hand, gently touched its little head... its body was the largest among a group of children... it must have been on the day Nakajima Sachiko awakened Nenryoku, manifested her first 'Nen Beast' through strong will and emotions!
"Later, I named him Ryota... in memory of my deceased child... and then..."
"There's Fuka... and Shizuko... and Juro... and Kenya....."
One by one, the children circled around, quickly surrounding Nakajima Sachiko...
She patted one and another, speaking tenderly: "Later, I met someone who told me that what I had opened was called 'Nen', and because of a deep-seated desire, I 'imagined' the doll...."
So...
[Heart Inquiry], then [Visualization], then realization through [Practice]... is that what it means?
Roy listened quietly, touching his earring, recalling... that day Tanjuro brought him to the back of the house, personally placing it on him, patting his shoulder and saying with a smile: "Very spirited!"
Thus triggering intense emotional fluctuations within himself, unconsciously manifesting it....
So, according to Nakajima Sachiko, as long as I "want" and delve into my mind, constructing from my heart what I "want" to manifest, theoretically, I should be able to transform 'Nen' into tangible objects through "imagination"....
The boy pondered deeply, standing motionlessly among a group of children... Wutong and Kurajing stood by his sides... deeper in was Nakajima Sachiko looking at him intently.
The old woman signaled the children to be quiet, summarizing: "The difficulty of what is manifested differs."
"Imagining a pen is much simpler than imagining a car... based on my experience, you can start with something simplest, attempt to manifest it, then develop your own 'Nen Beast'...."
Simple? What is simple yet familiar to him?
Roy rubbed the Staff Blade in his hands, his eyes alight with clarity... it's the sword!
The one hung in the master's house... that he practiced 'Ten Thousand Basic Swings' with every day... it's what he relies on to wander the Demon Slayer World in the future... it's his brother, his bond....
The boy opened his palm, his eyes unprecedentedly bright, allowing Nen to pour into his palm, concentrating as he visualized the form of the katana... from the sheath, hilt, blade, to the tip, even the patterns etched on the blade... imagining it in exhaustive detail...
In the parallel world of the Demon Slayer World...
While Roy slept, Tomioka Giyu carefully discussed the detailed events of the battle earlier that day with Urokodaki Sakonji. Under Urokodaki Sakonji's guidance, he sat at the table, writing the report to Lord Ubuyashiki Kagaya.
He hesitated whether to include advice... to skip the 'Tsuguko' stage entirely and promote Roy straight to the position of 'Water Hashira'.
Urokodaki Sakonji listened, was silent for a moment then said: "There's never been such a precedent."
"You can certainly offer advice, but as for whether... Lord will agree..."
The old man looked back at the sleeping Roy, smiled warmly, and said: "That doesn't matter."
"As long as Eiichiro Oda isn't willing, no one can do anything to him, including... Lord."
"Senior brother, what do you think?"
"I think the same as the master." Sabito rolled up the brush, sat next to Tomioka Giyu, and wrote in small letters on the table: "With my understanding of Eiichiro Oda, joining the Demon Slayer Corps isn't all that important."
"Even, to him, as long as he can slay demons, titles and positions don't matter, including..."
"Lord!"
Pausing the brush, Sabito suddenly thought of a possibility, and wrote again:
"Giyu, after you return, keep a closer watch, Eiichiro Oda doesn't seem like the kind to kneel before others...."
"When the time comes for the meeting, I fear..."
"No need to fear." Tomioka Giyu decisively interrupted Sabito: "If he doesn't kneel, the other Hashira will certainly make trouble for him!"
Under the oil lamp... several people's faces didn't look good.....
One could almost predict what kind of chaotic scene it would be at that time... in the silence, the sudden sound of 'buzzing vibrations' was heard, they turned in unison only to be shocked to find——
The Shallow Strike belonging to Roy, hung on the south wall, emanated a faint glow, and in a flash... disappeared!