Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

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Ron, having removed all his clothes, spread his arms, leaned against the rock, closed his eyes, and looked completely satisfied.

Shinobu Kocho stood to the side, her back to him, her heart beating slightly faster.

Ron picked up the Endless Flask that was placed to the side, took a sip of wine, and said to him, "Aren't you going to come down and soak? It's very comfortable."

Shinobu Kocho hurriedly said, "No...no need."

"You... are you shy? Don't worry, I'm wearing something underneath."

Ron looked at her and said in a serious tone.

With her back to him, Shinobu's cheeks flushed slightly: "No... I think that's probably not the problem..."

"Haha, just kidding, don't mind it, phew..."

Ron laughed, took a sip of his drink, and then tilted his head back and exhaled a large waft of alcohol.

Shinobu Kocho glanced at him furtively from the side.

At the edge of the steaming hot spring, a handsome young man stood with his muscular upper body bare, holding a sake bottle. His long, wet black hair was draped behind his head, and water droplets slid down his body...

Shinobu Kocho, who had been smiling the whole time, felt her cheeks slightly flushed.

If Ganlu Temple were to see this scene, she would definitely start overthinking again.

"It's going to rain..."

Ron looked up at the sky and suddenly spoke.

Shinobu Kocho paused slightly, looked up at the sky, and saw that it was still as clear as before, with no sign of rain.

Ron looked at Shinobu Kocho and asked with a smile, "Miss Shinobu, what do you plan to do after killing Muzan Kibutsuji?"

Shinobu Kocho was slightly taken aback by what she heard.

"I never thought about that kind of thing..."

Ron took a sip of his drink and said, "There are still many things in the world that are more interesting than killing ghosts. If you can survive, try to do as many things as you find interesting and meaningful."

Shinobu Kocho was silent for a moment before speaking: "Ever since my parents and sister were killed by demons, I have made up my mind to spend my whole life killing demons... even if it costs me my life. I can't think of anything else I want to do besides killing demons."

She glanced at Ron: "Mr. Ron, you are so powerful, what is it that you pursue?"

"call……"

Ron tilted his head back and exhaled a breath of alcohol, then looked at her earnestly and said, "Delicious food, beautiful scenery, and...beautiful women."

Butterfly was stunned.

"……Eh?"

I want to eat plum rice balls.

Ron looked at Butterfly and chuckled, "You should be able to buy it here, right?"

…………

Just as Ron said.

A heavy rain came suddenly.

Ron, with his long, slightly damp black hair flowing down his back, dressed in black, walked along the streets of the village of swordsmiths, holding an umbrella in his hand. He was tall and slender, with an excellent demeanor.

"It's really raining..."

Butterfly said, stunned.

"Right? I'm usually right."

Ron smiled at him.

Shinobu Kocho gazed at the young man beside her, who held a paper umbrella and appeared composed, like a noble young master from a bygone era. For a moment, she found it hard to look away.

"Pay attention to my pace, or you'll get wet in the rain."

Upon hearing this, Shinobu Kocho snapped out of her reverie and focused her attention on his steps.

"Huh? This kind of walking rhythm..."

Shinobu's eyes widened slightly.

She maintained full concentration with her insect breathing at all times, and when she synchronized her steps with Ron's, she suddenly felt a strange sensation.

The insect breathing technique and movements were perfectly synchronized, resulting in unprecedented coordination and unity throughout the body.

Shinobu Kocho was instantly immersed in this rare state.

Ron glanced at her and smiled slightly.

She held the umbrella, and Shinobu Kocho walked alongside him.

Despite their significant height difference, their footsteps were perfectly synchronized.

After walking several hundred meters, Ron stopped in front of a house.

Shinobu Kocho came to her senses.

"How does it feel?"

Shinobu looked at Ron, her bright purple eyes saying, "Better than ever before."

Ron laughed and said, "Remember this feeling; it will be very helpful in your battles."

Shinobu Kocho nodded seriously.

after that.

After the two ate plum rice balls and drank Yulu tea,

They arrived before the village chief of the village of swordsmiths, Tetsuji Kawara Tetsujin.

"I am the village chief here, Tetsuji Kawara Tetsujin. Please take care of me."

The short-statured Tetsujin, wearing a fire-man mask, looked at the two people in front of him and said, "I am the shortest in this village, and I am also the most remarkable. So if you have anything to say, you should lower your head so low that it sticks to the tatami mat first."

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh?"

Tetsuji Kawara Tetsujin immediately knelt down before him, pressing his head against the tatami mat.

"I'm so sorry! I just wanted to say this newly come-of line to show off! Please forgive me, considering my old age!"

"Village chief?!"

The two masked swordsmiths beside him stared in disbelief.

This was the first time they had ever seen such a stern village chief bow and kneel before a stranger of unknown origin.

Shinobu, standing nearby, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She's in a great mood today.

…………

"Is that so... It's a letter from Yoya's side."

"Exactly."

Ron sat in the Japanese-style room, drinking Jade Dew Tea, with a high-class dessert, Castella cake, beside him.

It seems that a member of the Hidden Society, named Goto, sent the letter along with the letter.

Shinobu Kocho sat to Ron's left.

Ironfield River Warsaw Ironheart was sitting in front of Ron, looking extremely respectful, even awe-inspiring.

“Since you know me, I won’t waste any more words. Let’s get straight to the point.” Ron took a sip of tea and said to Tetsujigahara Tetsujin, “I’d like to get a suitable knife.”

Tetsuji Kawara Tetsujin was taken aback upon hearing this: "Take? You must be referring to forging, right? Only by selecting Tamahagane and tailoring the technique to the combat style can one forge a chameleon sword that is most suitable for oneself..."

"No need to bother."

Ron put a piece of cake in his mouth. "I happen to know where there's a knife hidden; I'll just go get it."

Tie Diheyuan Tie Zhen tilted his head, question marks popping out above his head.

"A hidden...knife?"

27. Take the knife

In the evening.

After the rain, the roads were muddy.

Ron and Shinobu Kocho walked in one direction.

While passing by the hot springs, I encountered an unexpected person.

"Hehehe~ Soaking in hot springs is definitely the most comfortable thing~"

Wearing a loose bathrobe, Mitsuri Kanroji was humming a song as she walked along the mountain path paved with blue bricks when she suddenly saw Ron and Shinobu Kocho ahead of her. She paused for a moment.

"It's Shinobu and... Mr. Ron?!"

Ron and Shinobu Kocho also noticed her.

"Ren! Mr. Ron—! Did you come to the hot springs together too?"