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This is the good mentor you told me about?
Sanemi looked at Ryosuke with a hint of resentment.
Ryosuke remained silent.
Could it be that old bastard Shimada is trying to trick me?
Hirayama Yusei let out a burp, hastily wiped the grease from his mouth with his sleeve, and then swayed as he got up.
“Mingzhu! It’s an honor to meet you! My name is Hirayama Yusei, and I am a cultivator from Luanfeng Mountain Stream.”
Ryosuke returned the greeting: "Mr. Hirayama, I apologize for disturbing you. This is the child I mentioned in my letter, Shinazugawa Sanemi."
Sanemi pursed his lips and bowed with great difficulty as a gesture of respect.
Hirayama Yuki didn't mind and chuckled as he moved closer to Sanemi.
He squinted his small eyes and used the hand that had just grabbed the roast chicken to grope Sanemi's body.
Sanemi's whole body tensed up, his forehead bulged, and his face was frighteningly dark.
“Hmm…Hmm!”
Hirayama Yuuki nodded in satisfaction, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
"Excellent! Great physique! Strong muscles! And a robust frame!"
"The Pillar! You have a really sharp eye! As for that kid, Kamino Masachika, his talent and temperament are beyond question!"
"Where did you find all these treasures?"
Ryosuke chuckled twice and gave a forced laugh.
"It was just a coincidence, good luck, Mr. Hirayama. I'm entrusting Sanemi to you."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Hirayama Yuuki patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry about leaving it to me!"
Just then, a figure ran in.
"Professor Hirayama! You called me?"
Ryosuke was taken aback when he saw the boy in front of him.
Kubino Masachika has changed drastically.
Back in Nishibayashi, he was pale and thin, and seemed timid.
Now he is stronger, has grown taller, and has bright, energetic eyes.
Judging from this, the food at Luanfeng Mountain Stream must be quite good!
"Mr. Ryousuke!"
When Kubinashi saw Ryosuke, he smiled with delight and bowed respectfully.
Ryosuke nodded and smiled at him.
"Kuyano, it seems you're doing well here."
"Yes! Mr. Hirayama teaches very diligently!"
Kugeno Masachika gave a cheerful reply, glancing at Sanemi standing to the side.
He suddenly remembered Ryosuke's words and couldn't help but exclaim.
"White, a white-haired hedgehog..."
Chapter 92 Insightful and Meticulous
Sanemi couldn't help but clench his fists as he looked at the boy in front of him.
You little brat, you want a beating, don't you!
Kubino Masachika immediately realized his slip of the tongue and quickly waved his hand in apology.
"Yes, I'm sorry! That's not what I meant! I just... I just think you're special!"
"Alright, alright, you loose-tongued brat!"
Hirayama Yuki quickly stepped in to smooth things over, then smiled and said to Sanemi.
"Don't mind him, Shinazugawa. That kid, Kenno, is just a bit dim-witted. Don't take it to heart."
Then, he looked at Masachika Kamino.
"Kujino, take Shinazugawa out for a walk and let him get familiar with the surroundings. I still have something to say to Mr. Ryosuke."
"is teacher!"
Kugeno Masachika quickly gave Sanemi an apologetic smile.
"Come with me."
Sanemi snorted coldly and followed after him.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Hirayama Yusei rummaged through the pile of odds and ends in the corner.
He broke the clay seal on the jar, and the aroma of wine immediately filled the air.
"This rustic brew is simple and rustic, Mr. Mingzhu, please don't find it offensive, it will help you warm up."
As Hirayama Yuki spoke, he poured a bowl for Ryosuke.
As a top-tier corporate slave, Ryosuke naturally understood what he meant and chuckled softly.
"Mr. Hirayama, please feel free to speak your mind."
Hirayama Yusei rubbed his hands together, downed half a bowl of wine, and smacked his lips.
"Mingzhu, don't mention it. Have a drink first, have a little."
Ryosuke didn't refuse and took a sip.
The wine has a spicy flavor with a refreshing aftertaste.
Hirayama Yuki looked at Ryosuke with a cheerful smile, his face completely harmless.
"Mr. Yasui, is Sanemi's blood type rare?"
Ryosuke was taken aback, and his hand holding the wine bowl tightened slightly.
Hirayama Yuki only touched Sanemi's bones, yet he recognized him!
That's an amazing eye!
You can't judge a book by its cover.
This seemingly slovenly and carefree trainer, who only knows how to eat and drink excessively, is definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface.
Hirayama Yusei gave a simple, honest smile and waved his hand dismissively.
"Mr. Yasui need not be surprised."
He refilled his glass and took another sip.
"No matter what, I am a breeder. I have dealt with all kinds of seedlings for decades. I have this much ability."
"The aura of people with rare blood is different from that of ordinary people. You'll get used to it after touching it a few times."
Then, he changed the subject.
"People with rare blood are different from the start. Their blood contains a strange power, a gift from heaven."
"They often possess a certain potential that far exceeds that of ordinary people."
"With just a little guidance, it will surely become powerful in the future and become a sharp weapon to slay demons."
He paused, then sighed.
"But this is also a source of trouble."
Rare blood is extremely tempting to evil spirits, and the power contained in their flesh and blood far exceeds that of ordinary humans.
Consuming rare blood can greatly enhance a demon's strength.
This means that people with rare blood are more likely to be targeted by ghosts from birth.
Looking at Ryosuke's expression, Hirayama Yuki knew there was no need for further words.
“I will train him well. I really have to thank Mr. Yasui. It seems that the position of Wind Pillar has a successor.”
Ryosuke raised his bowl in return, inwardly agreeing.
In the original timeline, Sanemi relied on his rare bloodline and reckless fighting style to fight his way to the position of Wind Pillar.
His blood can intoxicate and fascinate evil spirits, greatly weakening their fighting spirit and reaction ability.
He was even the only one among the Nine Pillars who dared to hunt demons alone with his rare bloodline before officially joining the Demon Slayer Corps.
It is truly fierce, and the tiger is truly a tiger.
Immediately, Hirayama Yusei put down his wine bowl, speaking casually.
"My lord mentioned your encounter with Sanemi and his family in a letter to me some time ago."
Ryosuke raised an eyebrow, a slight thought stirring within him.
He didn't understand why Hirayama Yuki suddenly brought this up.
Was it just ordinary flattery, praising himself for surviving Doma and protecting them?
Hirayama Yuuki patted his belly, looking completely harmless.
"To be honest, my lord is kind and benevolent and never pries into his subordinates' private affairs, but I am the kind of person who likes to overthink things."
"Mr. Yasui, you don't seem to have any prior relationship with the Shinazugawa family, so how did you know their surnames in advance?"
"They even specifically sent Yin to investigate their residence, and then went to Kyungpyo Ward to look for them?"
"They even went to great lengths to get close to and protect their family, even at the cost of confronting Upper Moon Two."
His tone remained languid, but the probing intent in his words gradually became clear.