𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝔻𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤 [𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧! 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐀𝐮]

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 9. Cʀᴀᴢʏ Sᴡᴏʀᴅsᴍɪᴛʜ, Fɪʀsᴛ Mɪssɪᴏɴ

Zenitsu and Jigoro sat infront of each other. The blonde was a little mad that his so called "Jii-chan" didn't tell him about the flowers.

There was a huge silence between them.

Taking a deep breath, Zenitsu asked, "Why didn't you tell me about Wisteria?"

"I see. So that's the thing I forgot to tell you." Jigoro answered back.

"That's not even an answer!!"

"Don't raise your voice at me!!"

They fought for atleast five minutes and the poor teen ended up getting a smack on his head.

He sat there pouting and ignoring his Sensei.

Jigoro didn't even bother to try and convince him. He knew the blonde would clinge on him by himself and forget everything that happened.

Even though he's grown up or was mature as a human, Zenitsu became a little clingy and childish after being turned into a demon.

He won't admit but, Jigoro found it pretty amusing.

"Now that you passed the final selection, you should be aware that in future there are many difficulties that you may have to face." Jigoro said.

"Yes."

"Zenitsu, do you know about blood demon arts?" He asked.

"Blood what? What does that even mean?" Zenitsu asked a bit confused and concerned at the same time.

"It's a technique demons use. You've been asleep for a whole year, I believe your body changed during that time." The former Thunder pillar tried to explain.

Zenitsu just tilted his head with a brow raised. "I don't understand." He shook his head slightly.

"That means you regain your energy from either two things. Sleeping or Sunlight." He said as he raised two of his fingers.

"Sleeping won't do me any good." He made a sad, disgusted face, then lit up a little, "Do you mean that my sleep was an example of that bloody bloody thing?" He said as he pointed to himself.

"No I don't think that's an example of a demon art. You should find your power soon too. It'll be a lot useful for you."

"I see. I'll try to find it as soon as possible." Zenitsu smiled a little.

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"Another question I wanna ask. All the other survivors got a crow but I got a sparrow? Is there any reason for that?" Zenitsu asked.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Jigoro asked as the sparrow chirped angrily. Zenitsu could just let out an awkward laugh at his pet.

"It's nothing like that. I was just wondering. To be honest, I'm glad. Cause the crows were looking kinda...... Troublesome?" He shrugged.

"You overlook small things a lot. Speaking of communication-"

"What an irony." The blonde grinned.

Jigoro cleared his throat, the teen quick to notice, apologized for interrupting.

"As speaking of communication, it can't talk like the trained crows, so how is it supposed to assign you your missions?" The male asked the teen that was crouching down, helping him plant some saplings.

"That won't be hard. I can understand bird language anyways." Zenitsu replied while adjusting the mud.

"I see." Jigoro replied.