подарок | Танджиро с правым шаринганом Обито

Chapter 12 - Drunkard

[3 days later: February]

POV Tanjiro

Now I have an idea for a new akatsuki member. As I already knew, as soon as Shinjuro wanted to leave the organization, his wife became very ill and now he is burning his life as a drunkard. Here, even a fool understands that she should not have become mortally ill, much less die within three days, and even more so from the destruction of her lungs. The most likely outcome is phosgene

Now the sun has already gone below the horizon while I'm standing at the Rengoku estate, my goal is simple, namely to recruit Rengoku Shinjuro into the akatsuki. His eldest son was not a problem as he went out on various missions at night while only two remained on the estate, except for the crows that sit here regularly.

Entering the gate it was hard not to notice a lot of wisteria trees, if before I didn't give a damn about them - now it's just not pleasant to me, it seems my good sense of smell is playing a cruel joke with me. Additionally, after passing through several traps in the courtyard, I stood at the shoji behind which there was no light at all, I opened the door and, hiding my presence as much as possible, went in search, I immediately caught 2 smells in different rooms, one had a little alcohol while the second was cleaner, so it was not difficult to understand where the father and son were. Thinking about how the demonic cages further enhanced my sense of smell, I went to the door of the older Rengoku, quietly opening the door - several bells fell from it and rang loudly, damn

The man sleeping on the futon quickly woke up and looked around, when he saw me, he grabbed a katana from under the futon and pointed it at me, being ready to repel any blow

— Demon, you're going to die here. I don't know how you got through the wisteria and the traps, but then I'll kill you — he hissed furiously, and you can understand him, because his own son lives here. I think it would be hard for any hunter to find me.

— Enough of these speeches, kasugai crows are dead so you can say whatever you want

— Wh-what?

— Exactly what you heard, and I came to talk with you. Rengoku Shinjuro — the expression on his face was replaced by incredulity, but he continued to hold the blade firmly

— It's rude to start a conversation without introducing yourself

— Oh yeah, I think I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Tokito Obito, the owner of the sun breath — Everything seems to be going according to plan, he is the one who studies history as thoroughly as possible so his great surprise on his part is quite expected

— You're lying! No one could learn it and the only ones who could have succeeded were the unknown family to whom he left his legacy and hanafuda earrings! — Hn, did he find any other information this year?" Unexpected but not critical, the information is too small to interfere with my plan

— You are a smart person, since when have earrings been a key factor in the study of this breath. And you perfectly heard my last name, Tsugikuni Yoriichi is my relative

*step* *step* *step* *step* *step* *step* *step*

— Dad, who are you talking to? — It was an eight-year-old boy named Senjuro, the youngest son of Shinjiro. I let him come to me so he could see his father

— Senjuro! Get away from him! — The child seems to be confused and does not know what to do, he just woke up?

— Your name is Senjuro? Go to sleep, I have an important business conversation with your father — From this voice, little Rengoku moved away from me and went back to his place, it seems that children need a different approach, but I'm not in the mood to babysit someone