Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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For a fleeting moment, the taboo thought arose in my mind that it might not be so bad to be with a girl.

But the next second, Shinobu Kocho successfully shattered her wild thoughts.

"What are you doing, you idiot! The opponent is an Upper Moon demon, even if it's just Upper Moon Two to make up the numbers, you can't just rush in like that!"

"Before knowing your opponent's capabilities, you must observe carefully, think deeply, and respond calmly!"

"Did all your nutrients end up in the fat on your chest?"

"Private Marseille..."

Waaaaah... Miss Shinobu is so fierce! She wasn't like this before!

After being scolded and reprimanded by Shinobu Kocho, Mitsuri blushed and quickly lowered her head to show her dedication, while inwardly complaining.

In reality, Shinobu Kocho's personality is not that of a gentle and obedient type, but rather like a fiery hot pepper, full of aggression.

Her gentle demeanor was merely a facade.

Since Kanae did not actually die, and even killed Doma with her own hands to avenge her sister, she did not continue to imitate her sister.

Although Shinobu Kocho still presents a gentle demeanor in front of others, she naturally stops hiding her true self when facing those close to her.

Knowing that Kanroji Mitsuri had been targeted by Natsuhiko, Kocho Shinobu naturally stopped pretending in front of her, since they would be family sooner or later.

"Then... then let me test the opponent's abilities, and Miss Shinobu can observe their weaknesses. After all, Miss Shinobu is better at thinking than I am!"

Seemingly to make up for the embarrassment she had just suffered, Miri patted her chest and said confidently.

The surging waves made Butterfly's lips twitch slightly.

What did this guy eat to grow up like this...?

Even though her own size should be considered among the best of her peers, she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of comparison when she was in front of Kanroji Mitsuri.

"That's not necessary."

After calming down her slightly bitter feelings, Shinobu Kocho looked calmly at Upper Moon Two, Nakime, above her.

"We just need to be careful, stall for time, and attract her attention. Our help will be here soon."

"Okay, I understand. Leave it to me!"

Kanroji Mitsuri jumped out of Kocho Shinobu's arms, brandishing her Nichirin Blade which resembled a colorful ribbon, a confident smile on her face.

Chapter 434 Our Family Has Declined

Meanwhile, in the Infinite City, there was a spacious area filled with tall stone pillars.

The brothers, Tokito Yuichiro and Tokito Muichiro, stood side by side, looking nervously at the tall figure standing there silently.

Sweat slipped unintentionally down my forehead and into my eyes.

But let alone wiping their sweat, neither of them dared to even blink.

"They're here... the Demon Slayer Corps..."

A deep voice sounded.

The demon, with six eyes and flame-like markings on its forehead and jaw, looked at the two brothers who appeared before it, a strange expression of nostalgia appearing on its face.

"Hmm?...You two...there's a familiar aura about you..."

The demon's voice had a chilling majesty, and it spoke slowly, with slight pauses between each word.

It seems like he's scrutinizing whether his wording is appropriate for his status, or perhaps he's deliberately using it to create a sense of psychological pressure.

His clothing resembled that of a samurai from the Warring States period, and he had a strangely shaped samurai sword tucked into his waistband.

Whether it's the hilt, the guard, or the scabbard, they are all covered with eye patterns, giving off an eerie and terrifying feeling. It's not hard to imagine that the blade must be the same.

It is none other than Upper Moon One, Kokushibo!

Although the other party seemed to be in a daze, neither Ichiro nor Muichiro had any intention of taking the opportunity to attack.

Even the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, unable to stop!

The two brothers exchanged a glance and involuntarily swallowed.

This was the first time in their lives that they had encountered such a situation, and the ghosts they had met before seemed to be on a completely different level.

Calm and composed, even carrying a certain majesty.

He exuded a terrifying aura.

My body was instinctively rejecting this fight; just standing there was almost exhausting my courage.

Every cell in my body is conveying a message.

If we don't run away, we'll die!

"What...are...your names...?"

Kokushibo continued to ask.

Unlike the Tokito brothers, who were practically about to explode with rage, he exuded a terrifying aura of pressure just by standing there, yet he was surprisingly relaxed.

It seemed as if they didn't consider the two brothers as rivals at all.

"Tokito...is/is not Ichiro".

Although they wanted to retort forcefully that the other party was unworthy to know their noble names, the two brothers, under pressure and for some unknown reason, still revealed their names.

"I see... I see..."

"The surname 'Jikoku'... has disappeared."

"And... the two brothers hunting ghosts together... it really brings back fond memories..."

"...Tsuigoku? Who's that?"

Although he was talking to himself, the information revealed in his words made the Tokito brothers exchange bewildered glances.

"That's...no wonder..."

"After all... it's been over a hundred years..." Kokushibo was silent for a moment, his tone filled with emotion.

"When I was still human, my name was... Tsugikuni Mikoto..." He held up one finger, pointing in the direction of Ichiro and Muichiro, and continued:

“You two are…the descendants of my…children…who…left behind in the nation.”

"That is... my descendants..."

——！！？

Kokushibo's intermittent words left the Tokito brothers frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

After all, who could have imagined that their ancestor, a "Pillar" of the Demon Slayer Corps, would become a demon and live for hundreds of years?

Moreover, he is one of the strongest Upper Moons besides Muzan!

However, being a seasoned veteran with the support of his brothers, he managed to calm himself down and regain his composure in an instant.

"Hmm... mental strength... seems... impeccable... recovered... calmed down in just a moment..."

Seeing this, Kokushibo nodded slightly with a blank expression, seemingly quite satisfied.

He really does have a sense of worthy of being my son.

Having finally regained their composure, the Tokito brothers naturally wouldn't continue their casual conversation with Kokushibo.

call--

Without a sound, Muichiro had already arrived in front of Kokushibo, his figure ethereal and elusive like a phantom mist.

Perhaps Tokito Muichiro chose the Breath of Mist because he was too young and lacked the power to do so, making a choice that was more about calculation.

However, there is no doubt that the Breath of Mist is a breathing technique that only true geniuses can master!

Although it is derived from the Breath of the Wind, it is different from the Breath of the Wind's attacks, which are as turbulent and powerful as a storm.

The practice of the Breath of Mist places greater emphasis on control over the body.

When making a move, one must utilize a significant difference in speed to cause the opponent to make a clear misjudgment of the user's move.

The key is to combine the real and the illusory, making people feel as if they are enveloped in a thick fog, and manipulating them at will.

Therefore, it not only requires a very high level of footwork, but also requires the user to be able to pay attention to the relaxation and tension of muscles at all times.

Muichiro Tokito not only perfectly mastered this breathing technique, which requires extremely high levels of body control and timely judgment.

They even made innovations and improvements on it.

The use of sleeves has been incorporated into sword techniques, making the attacks more deceptive!

It's as if a ghost is reaping lives in the mist!

Mysterious and ethereal!

Breath of Mist, Second Form: Yae Mist!

——! ! !

The continuous flashes of light, intertwined and shrouded in mist, slashed straight towards Kokushibo's neck.

Although the sword was swung continuously, it appeared as if the blades were swung out simultaneously.

With special power generation techniques and a custom-made Nichirin Blade, the blade moved without even making a sound.

Because his arms are completely hidden in his wide sleeves, it is difficult to determine from which direction or how he will attack.

In a daze, it was as if I was enveloped by layers of mist, making it impossible to discern anything.

They attacked with deadly moves, showing no regard for ancestral sentiments whatsoever!

Meanwhile, Tokito Ichiro had already left his original spot and appeared behind Kokushibo at some point.

Mind, skill, and body reached their peak in that instant, merging into one and becoming part of the blade in Ichiro's hand.

He suddenly swung the blade down.

Let your heart vanish like darkness, let your techniques be as clear as light, and let your body blend into nature like a shadow.

Listen to all the voices, and with the swift winds of God, cut through everything in the world.

The sword in his hand silently slashed towards Kokushibo's neck.