Demon Slime | Demon Slayer x Rimuru

Chapter 14: Concentration

Just want to offer a quick thanks to all that commented with suggestions on how I can get Total Concentration Breathing to work with Rimuru.

Thank you!

By the way, I'm going to be deleting some previous author notes for the sake of new readers so they won't be hindered by them. Let's be honest, you guys aren't here to listen to me ramble on.

No, you're here for some Rimuru x Demon Slayer action!

Let's go!

Enjoy the Chapter!

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Narrator POV

"Total Concentration Breathing?" Tanjiro questioned.

"That's right," Urokodaki answered. "And I'm going to be teaching you all ten of the Water Breathing forms."

Rimuru nodded. He was curious about how regular humans were able to combat the demons even though they had infinitely superior physical abilities. Ever since he had heard about these peculiar swordsmen, he wanted to know what made them unique.

He was going to find that out today.

"Remember to take a long breath so the oxygen flows into every cell of your body."

Tanjiro was up first. 

Urokodaki stood in front of Tanjiro as he explained what he needed to do. 

"This will enhance your body's natural healing power and both stabilize and energize your spirit." Urokodaki continued.

Tanjiro stood in a wide stance, his eyes flared with determination. This was the most important part of his training and he wasn't going to mess it up.

"Relax your upper body-"

Tanjiro listened.

"-while bracing your lower half."

Tanjiro obeyed.

"All right, breathe!"

Tanjiro quickly responded, tilting back his head as he inhaled as much air as he could. After a few moments, he exhaled.

Then he was punched in the stomach.

Tanjiro recoiled in pain. He keeled over, clutching his stomach.

"Wrong!" Urokodaki shouted.

"Next! Forms!"

Rimuru let out a light laugh as he watched the situation in front of him. Urokodaki wasn't going to give Tanjiro a break. 

'Good luck, Tanjiro!' Rimuru silently cheered.

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They moved on to the forms.

Tanjiro was in a strange position, his palms outstretched in front of him and his right leg slightly bent. "Right! Like this?" Tanjiro asked.

"Wrong!" Urokodaki responded. 

Tanjiro switched into another position.

"Like this?"

"Wrong!"

"This?"

"Wrong!"

"This?"

"Wrong!"

Urokodaki bent down and let out a flurry of attacks on Tanjiro's stomach. 

Tanjiro tilted his head back and let out out a pained groan to the sky.