Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 272 Contradictions

Tanjiro should have expected this long ago. He should have expected that the "play" that Rinko mentioned was not the same as what he or Zenitsu subconsciously thought of as "play".

But when they really saw the other party kicking and catching the bundled logs over and over again, kicking the three huge logs around like a ball, they were both so shocked that they were speechless.

"Rinko...is this what you call playing?"

Tanjiro blinked, came back to his senses a little, swallowed subconsciously, and spoke with some stammering. The boy turned his head to answer him, with no expression on his face, but it showed as if it was a matter of course.

Ah, as expected, Rinko is still a little different. Although she and Nezuko are both ghosts, Nezuko's play is still a little more low-key...

"What kind of fun is this..."

Zenitsu was more shocked than Tanjiro, and his voice was trembling.

"Doesn't it count?"

Rinkou kicked the log aside, clapped his hands and walked over, facing Zenitsu who looked like his tail had been stepped on.

"Of course not! Kicking logs is not fun! Playing is about finding people to play with, jumping around happily in the forest, and having fun together!"

"Um---"

Lin Guang crossed his arms and was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly said "oh" as if he had suddenly realized something, and knocked his fist with one hand.

“It’s not just that.”

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With the former as a lesson, Tanjiro guessed that the other kind of play that Rinko mentioned should not be the kind of play he knew, but it would not be more exaggerated than this.

It wasn't as exaggerated as kicking a log, but it was exactly as he expected, and it was still very unique.

Tanjiro looked at Rinko and Inosuke fighting so hard that the wind was blowing all around them, and shook his head helplessly. Rather than being shocked, he felt more helpless in his heart.

"Well...it's Rinko after all..."

Tanjiro chuckled.

"What kind of fun is this!!! Fighting with a wild boar in the woods endlessly! Both of us are covered in bruises! What kind of fun is this!!"

The sharp explosion came from Zenitsu, and what was as eye-catching as the sound was his resolute attitude. The boy who was usually timid walked up to the two men at this moment as if his lifeline was touched, poking the heads of the two men, one tall and one short, with each hand.

"It's fine that Inosuke doesn't have anything normal in his head! But Rinko, don't you have anything normal in your head either? Do you call this fun? Playing should be about climbing mountains, playing in the water, and basking in the sun with beautiful girls! How can fighting with a man all the time be fun?"

"What are you talking about...? This is just fun! I'm having fun playing! This guy is having fun playing too! Isn't this great!"

Inosuke stood with his hands on his hips and head held high, and he was not at all inferior to Zenitsu in aura. On the other hand, when Zenitsu accused him, Rinko just nodded slightly along with the finger poking his head, and when Inosuke joined the argument, the boy just tilted his head in the other direction, as if the argument had nothing to do with him.

"Alright, alright... there's no need to argue. It's okay if Inosuke and Rinko like to play like this. Zenitsu, calm down..."

Tanjiro walked forward with a smile, patted Zenitsu on the shoulder and Inosuke on the back, inserting himself between the two to stop the dispute from continuing.

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"Come to think of it, Rin is training with you?"

After the dispute was stopped, Tanjiro sat with Inosuke and Zenitsu for the first time in a long time, but this time there was Rinko sitting next to them.

"Not really. I just saw everyone else doing it, so I gave it a try. But I wouldn't call it training, but it feels like I'm just playing around, just killing time."

With such a nonchalant tone and nonchalant attitude, Tanjiro could already hear Zenitsu beside him grinding his teeth in anger.

"Is this a ghost? He can say such things so easily. This can also be considered as killing time..."

"Has Rinko also pushed the boulder away?"

"Yeah, I used to play a couple of laps for fun, but I stopped doing that because it was too noisy."

"That's amazing, as expected of Rinkou... I wish I could reach that level someday."

Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of anticipation on his face.

"Wake up! Humans can't do that!"

"No, that guy with the rattling beads in his hand can do it. He keeps pushing the boulder around."

Inosuke crossed his legs, supported his head with his hands, and answered in a natural tone.

"Indeed, Xing Ming is very powerful, but I don't like him very much."

"Huh? Why? I think Mr. Beiming Island is a very good person. His scent is very reassuring."

Tanjiro asked curiously and Rinko blinked.

"Because he doesn't pay much attention to me."

"Is that so...? Mr. Beiming Island doesn't look like that kind of person... How strange."

Tanjiro crossed his arms and tilted his head, recalling in confusion, but Rinkou relaxed, propped his arms behind his back, and slowly exhaled.

Maybe it was because they were human and he was a ghost, Rinko thought, but it was just a thought in his mind.

"It could be my illusion."

That's all he said.

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"Speaking of which...why didn't Tanjiro train with Shima?"

The sun was about to set, and it was time for Lin Guang to act on his own. The others had also rested enough and were ready to intensify their training to reach the next stage as soon as possible.

This was the question Tanjiro heard when he was stopped by Rinko as he turned around.

"Ah... because of some arguments, we couldn't talk it out and ended up fighting, so I was ordered to stay away from Mr. Busuigawa, and I didn't even finish the training there."

"I see... That's surprising. Tanjiro doesn't look like the type to get into a fight..."

"I didn't intend to start a fight. It was just that Mr. Muzukawa was too much. He insisted on kicking Xuanya out of the Demon Slayer Corps. I couldn't convince him, so I ended up fighting."

Lin Guang raised his head and thought for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Shiya is indeed that kind of person."

The kind of person who would fight with others over a slight disagreement.