Kimetsu No Yaiba: Storm in Hell, Strongest Story of Marechi

Iguro Obanai and the Douma Trail

Time Skip 2 Years Later

When people fall asleep at night, Harada is busy carrying out her mission which can be said to often endanger lives. After his tracking mission during the day was completed, now the black-haired youth received quite an unexpected favor.

The Pillar of Fire, Shinjuro Rengoku, joins his mission. Not to mention behind him, Hikaru also followed the red-yellow-haired man. The three of them met in the middle of the forest, and now the temples twitched in turn.

The black-haired young man was not exhausted with the help that came to him, but this mission only had to kill a snake demon that had eaten a lot of humans. Despite the truth, the young man with the title of Hashira Storm was quite suspicious of Shinjuro and Hikaru's sending simultaneously.

"What's this about? Did my mission turn into a forest-burning mission?" ask Harada. Shinjuro shook his head slowly.

"Not that. There is Jogen Kizuki who is after this place, because the place we are going to is filled with young girls" Shinjuro replied.

Harada's eyes were round. His brain was trying to digest the information he received from Shinjuro, and mixed it with the old information he received from his late father. While running to get close to the demon's intended location, Harada tried to connect everything.

Uppermoon and young girl. There was only one answer, namely the Heavenly Temple Priestess, the second uppermoon, Douma. Harada then asked about the existence of a temple nearby. Shinjuro nodded slowly, and could only sigh deeply.

Deep in his heart, Harada hoped that the Fire Breathing they both used would be useful against the blond demon, as the demon's Kekijutsu was as troublesome as Hideki's Ice Breathing.

The three of them took an hour to get within a 200-meter radius of the house. Hikaru looked amazed, because the house in front of him looked very big, magnificent and luxurious. Just from here alone, actually Harada could already smell the scent of snake scales.

But there was a faint scent that troubled him a little. The fragrance felt extremely frozen, and reminded the black-haired youth as the demon bawled the pale rainbow forced him to undo the strongest moves of the Storm Breathing.

"If that annoying priest comes to us, just in case, don't breathe the cold air of his Kekkijutsu" Harada murmured. Shinjuro and Hikaru nodded.

After fifteen minutes of waiting behind the bushes, Hikaru who indeed had a vision as sharp as an eagle, realized that if someone came out of the house. Harada nodded slowly, and told Hikaru to follow the boy. The honey-chocolate-sliced youth nodded slowly, and tried to chase the white kimono-clad child from afar.

Shinjuro decides to follow Hikaru. While Harada is moving in the opposite direction from Shinjuro and Hikaru. Beside the stench of human blood coming out strongly from the house, there was something that bothered his mind very loudly, namely the existence of Douma that he could vaguely feel in this area.

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On the other hand, Hikaru could not let go of the existence of the long black-haired boy. Slowly his feet continued to follow the child by jumping over tree branches. But the two slices of honey brown immediately rounded when he realized there was a snake demon that shot and aimed at the child with vengeance, making the demon's speed increase very rapidly.

Then as the black-haired young man looked back, Shinjuro was running as fast as possible to catch up with him. But that speed won't save this poor boy. So forced, Hikaru unsheathed his nichirin and darted from the top of the tree to save the boy.

"Hono no Kokyu, Ichi no Words:Shiranui!"

With a few slashes, Hikaru cut the snake demon into four pieces. Do not forget the fact that the head of the demon was the first to separate from his body. Hikaru again sheathed his nichirin, then twisted his body.

Her honey-brown bead could see if this child before her, who had blue and yellow eyes, was experiencing a very intense tremor. The gloomy eyed child's breathing also roared, and subconsciously, tears rolled from his two incompatible manics.

With reflexes as an older brother, Hikaru hugged the white kimono boy. Fuck Shinjuro who gave appreciation for his reckless move earlier. Because what he now wanted was the calmness of this long black-haired boy, who was unconsciously immersing his face into the heart of Hikaru.

"Good job, Hikaru!" shinjuro Overview. Hikaru smiled knot.

"It's my job, sensei," Hikaru replied briefly. Shinjuro deliberately ruffled the black hair of his protege with a smile.

"Whose name are you, buddy?" ask Hikaru. Even though the child in front of him had very smooth skin, Hikaru did not want to make a bad first impression.

"Obanai. Iguro Obanai" said the black-haired boy in a trembling voice.

"Obanai-kun, you can calm down a little now. We'll protect you."

With the look of an eye that implied shock, Obanai did not budge at all. Hikaru ruffled the boy's hair, as if to say that he could relax a little. But Obanai's survival instincts can't just fade away.

Because behind Shinjuro, his iris can capture the whereabouts of his oldest cousin. Shinjuro twists his body, seemingly intending to protect him and this young demon hunter nearby. As his cousin gets closer and his murderous intent becomes more apparent, Shinjuro uses his right hand to hold the young girl, who is now heard chiding Obanai.

The girl rebelled. Shinjuro tried to hold her back by hugging her from behind. But the girl head Shinjuro's chin with her crown, making the Pillar of Fire fall on her knees while holding her chin and neck. Now it was Hikaru's turn to try hard to hold the girl.

But who would have thought. As Hikaru held her back by hugging the girl from behind, the black haired girl clawed at Obanai's face like she was possessed by a demon. Hikaru was forced to push her with a little more force to separate them. On the other hand, Obanai again experienced tremors. His anger, disappointment, and sadness became one moment. The bandages he used like a mask were also in disarray, but Obanai still had to deal with his eldest cousin.

"Based coward! Because you ran away my sisters were all killed by him!"

The girl screamed. Shinjuro who was feeling better approached Hikaru who was troubled, then hit the nape of the black-haired girl. The girl fainted. Hikaru let out a long sigh of relief.

Shinjuro decides to hold the girl and make her sit leaning against an oak tree. On the other hand, instead of being surprised by the gaping wound on Obanai's face, Hikaru helped the striped sliced child to fix the bandage in his mouth, not forgetting while covering the tired face of the black-haired boy in front of him from Shinjuro's sight as his wound was covered by a bandage. Obanai who saw Hikaru's reaction was slightly surprised. For the first time, an Iguro Obanai feels safe when meeting someone.

"Sensei, do you know where nii-chan is?" ask Hikaru. Shinjuro looks glaring into the star-studded night sky.

"See, but you don't have to worry. Your brother is very strong, Hikaru," replied Shinjuro.

"Oh my goodness, Shinjuro ji-chan, you're missing sometimes."

Hikaru waved his hands. From a distance Harada walked up to them while cleaning his left ear with his left pinky. When the grass-green sliced young man saw Obanai's whereabouts, both of his legs moved faster and took a squatting position in front of the boy.

Harada, Hikaru and Shinjuro were slightly bearded when they realized that there was a white snake encircling the neck of this dappled sliced child in front of him. But before everything was out of control, Obanai swiftly said that the white snake was his best friend all along. The three demon hunters there just nodded their heads.

Since my journey lasted quite a long time, Hikaru told Obanai to get on his back. The long black-haired boy refused. But Harada said their current journey would be long enough, so Obanai has no other option at this time. The light blue and yellow sliced boy sighed, resigned to the situation. Shinjuro is now seen carrying Obanai's oldest cousin, who is still unconscious, on his back.

The three demon hunters ran in silence. Hikaru, with the Obanai on his back, was at the very front. While Harada seems to deliberately adjust his speed with Shinjuro. The blazing-haired man was aware of Harada's behavior, which to him had always been the same. The grass-green sliced youth was still quite difficult to open the topic.

"Your face is so strange, Harada," said Shinjuro. Harada was biting her lower lip.

"The temple you said that, ji-chan. I managed to find traces of him," Harada said. Shinjuro chuckled and was a little surprised.

"Then what did you find there?"

"Muzan is there. Same with Douma. They seemed to be talking, then just went inside a portal."

Shinjuro. Portal said? Means Muzan has created his own dimension, so not everyone can track the whereabouts of their headquarters. The fire-haired man could only stare forward in silence, hoping that Harada's actions would not be noticed by Muzan. Because in addition to the blood of the black-haired young man who was extremely strong, Shinjuro also did not want to lose something that had been entrusted to him and Sakonji the other day.