(Extra chapter)
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'I originally thought it would be a group of Tanjirous who just participated in the Final Selection, but I didn't expect it to be a group of Zenitsus who haven't fallen asleep.'
In less than two minutes, all fifteen Official Members were knocked down, with most of them groaning and dawdling on the ground.
Kiyokawa Izumi racked his brain but still couldn't understand how these people passed the Final Selection.
Was there some mistake?
Even if they were lucky enough not to encounter the Hand Demon.
It's not like they didn't encounter any Demons at all, right?
Logically, it shouldn't be like this!
His strength was only average; he hadn't used any Breathing Technique and was fighting solely with his own swordsmanship.
Fifteen people, not fifteen pigs—if they had cooperated even a little, how could they not have lasted even two minutes?
Are these the talents who passed the Final Selection?
I really couldn't see it!
Perhaps it's because these people are all low Rank.
Without a leader to step up and command, this motley crew fought individually; forget about cooperation, it would be good enough if they didn't cause trouble for others.
Kiyokawa Izumi felt his blood pressure rising.
"With what kind of determination did you all join the Demon Slayer Corps?
Because your relatives were killed by Demons and you want revenge?
Or do you simply want to protect ordinary people?
Or perhaps you were attracted by the high pay of the Demon Slayer Corps?
If you don't want to be killed by Demons in your next mission or the ones after that, then please, show some fighting spirit!"
After Kiyokawa Izumi finished speaking, he noticed some people were still groaning on the ground, so he could only pick up his nichirin blade expressionlessly.
"Wait a moment, I'll use a real blade, and I won't show any mercy!"
Hearing this, the few who were still lingering on the ground immediately changed their expressions and scrambled to their feet.
"?"
Why could this young Hashira say such terrifying things?
The dark silver nichirin blade had a slender, incredibly smooth blade without a single impurity.
Kiyokawa Izumi realized that telling these people inspirational stories was useless; it was better to just take out a real blade and scare them.
Some young swordsmen were already trembling with fear; with such a mindset, why even bother being a Demon Slayer?
"Murata, you're first!"
"Huh?"
The veteran member Murata had a long face, wondering why this Hashira knew his name.
But that wasn't important.
Why was he the first?
Although his body was trembling slightly, he did have some skill—it might be hard to believe, but Kiyokawa Izumi had met him when he first arrived at the Butterfly Mansion.
At that time, he was still debating whether to imitate this man's breathing rhythm and learn Water Breathing from Murata.
"Just treat me like a Demon. What are you hesitating for? You're neither attacking nor observing my movements. What on earth are you doing?"
Scolded like this, Murata pursed his lips and charged forward with wide, sweeping movements.
"Water Breathing, First Form: Water Surface Slash!"
"?"
Even without using his Sharingan, Kiyokawa Izumi could clearly see the movements of his sword swing.
He charged straight ahead and swung his blade straight ahead.
Kiyokawa Izumi blocked it with the back of his blade using a backhand stroke, only able to console himself in his heart that, at least, he could use Water Breathing.
Shouldn't this be praised?
He can actually use a Breathing Technique!
"Who taught you to charge in with such wide movements?"
Holding the nichirin blade high above your head—why don't you just jump while you're at it?
"Your shoulder and elbow joints are exposed, your center and flanks are completely defenseless, your center of gravity leans forward when you swing, yet your lower body isn't stable."
With a casual hook of his left foot, Senior Murata immediately tumbled to the ground.
Kiyokawa Izumi shook his head at the sight, thinking to himself that he must find Kochou Shinobu later to cleanse his eyes.
He was afraid of being led astray by this bunch of terrible players!
He was worried that while fighting, the System would suddenly say his swordsmanship Rank had regressed to Lv3.
Kiyokawa Izumi pointed out Murata's shortcomings with the back of his blade and, looking at him as he lay on the ground, said expressionlessly.
"A Demon won't wait for you to get back up."
He feigned a swing, the sharp blade quickly passing over Murata's forehead, causing a few strands of hair to fall.
Drenched in a cold sweat from the scare, Murata naturally scrambled up in a hurry.
He picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the side, let out a sudden roar, and actually jumped right in front of Kiyokawa Izumi.
"?"
When facing an enemy far stronger than you, why would you dare to jump so recklessly?
This guy would truly deserve being asked who his Trainer was in the original world!
"Second Form: Water Wheel!!"
Murata, the King of Extras, erupted at this moment; with his muscles tensed, he broke through his limits and successfully executed the Water Wheel Move.
Facing such a swift and fierce strike, Kiyokawa Izumi didn't even bother to lift an eyelid, slightly sidestepping to avoid it as the wooden sword brushed past his haori.
"Your lower body is completely open while in mid-air, and your center of gravity is unstable upon landing. Murata, who was your Trainer?"
When the sharp nichirin blade was held against his neck, Kiyokawa Izumi finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"!!"
Murata was too terrified to speak, feeling that the Hashira before him was far too frightening.
How could someone be like this?
Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Kiyokawa Izumi sighed silently in his heart. "Is there anything else you want to perform? Cough, I mean, are there any other Moves you want to use?"
He coughed lightly to hide his slip of the tongue.
"Although I'm not very good at Water Breathing, I still know the basic Moves. Watch carefully and learn!"
Kiyokawa Izumi's gaze swept over Murata and the others. "You Official Members who have mastered Water Breathing, if you don't study hard, don't blame me for hanging you up and whipping you a hundred times!"