nyslfriends Chapter 153: The legacy lives on
Chapter 153: The legacy lives on
Chapter 153 - The legacy lives onYou guys barely reached the goal lmao. You reach 500 stones while I am updating a new one. Good luck and more stones please.
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[Seiji's POV]
"It's time,"
On this particular morning, I was as naked as the day I was born. I had just gotten off from a bath which I took at 3 am in the morning for no particular reason at all.
I quickly rummaged through the wardrobes and took out my uniform. It was the same one I wore in my last battle, thanks to Kanae, who patched up the broken fabric for me.
The clothes were a little raggy and worn out, but the way they were cleaned and ironed showed that they had been taken care of with love. I spread the clothes out and examined them closely under the bright yellow light.
My eyes easily detected the imperfections in how it was sewn together. Those imperfections in the fabric were literally tugging at my perfectionist self but I could not find it in my heart to feel annoyed. Instead, those imperfections lit up something warm in my heart.
Kanae was an exceptional tailor who could fix my uniform just the way I liked, But ever since she lost her eyes, she had difficulties. But even still, she insisted on fixing my uniform and I even had to wait an extra day so that she could complete her work perfectly.
"The colours are not even matching," I said in amusement under a closer look. More likely than not she had asked people if the colour was the same.
Although the colours were the same, they had different shades. If you looked closely, you could see which part of the uniform had been patched up and fixed.
It should be ugly but my eyes narrowed at those fondly.
I wore my uniform while unknowingly humming a happy tune. I fixed the haori on my shoulder and then strapped a katana on my waist.
I stopped for a moment again and looked at the sword. It was Mitsuri's katana, the one that she had before I gifted her her current whip-sword.
It was pink in colour and the hilt had a very cutesy design. The sheath also had sakura petals imprinted for an extra flair.
Mitsui loved this sword very much, to the point that she kept it safe even after not using it. But she had gifted it to me after learning that my swordsmith had not finished making my sword.
I stood in front of the mirror, admiring myself upon my reflection I had never felt more dressed and good looking, I swear no one had better drip than me because I was dressed in love.
I made my way out of the room as quietly as possible. And I was just as stealthy when I went into the bedroom.
It was dark and had more warmth than my previous room due to the human presence. My eyes discard the darkness and see normally.
I walked beside Mitsuri and Kanae's bed and planted a chaste kiss on their faces. Mitsuri was still waiting for her uniform but it would be delivered today.
"You're going?" Kanae asked softly after I kissed her cheek.
"Yes," I answered although I told them already last night.
"Good luck Seiji," she said in a drowsy voice before she snuggled back to sleep.
I always leave early in the morning because I hate saying goodbyes.
Goodbyes were one of the most awkward things and more often than not I did not like what it implied. So I usually prefer leaving early before they wake up.
After I stole a kiss from them I went out of the mansion.
The cool air of dawn caresses my pores, sending weird goosebumps through my body. The time for rest and healing was over, now it was time to get back to work.
I did not wait for sunrise and humped over the wall of the mansion. Then I ran through the forest and made my way to my first destination.
Lady Tamayo.
Tokyo.
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When I reached Tokyo, it was around noon. I walked through the bustling city with curious eyes that were
"I want to share this technique with you and I want you to pass this down to the next generation as well. I call it...."
A moment of suspense
"Steroid Breathing,"
Of course, I was not stupid enough to share one of the five major breathing techniques but Steroid Breathing was my own creation. And it was not OP enough for me to care if others got their hands on it.
He straightened his posture on the ground and kneeled in front of me like a student reversing our position
"Please teach me, Sensei,"
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And so the legacy of Steroid Breathing continued.
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Author : I don't know if you remember but Seiji always entertained the idea of exposing the demons and demon slayers to the public, Consider this a step towards that.
I want people to know of what went down, especially during the modern times. They would survive in a way more than just Zenitsu's story