The Forge Master in the Blade of Demon Slayer

Tie Zhi Cangjie felt a little messy in his heart, as if weeds had grown, and he wanted to keep it, but he also knew it was impossible.

Scratching his head, although his scalp doesn't itch at all, it seems that if he doesn't do this, there is no way to hide his emotions.

"Ah."

Butterfly Chanae nodded: "I have been here for six or seven days, right? Thanks to the nourishment of the hot spring, all my injuries have recovered."

"But your sun wheel knife...not yet, it's ready."

Tiezhi Sosuke struggled weakly.

Butterfly Chanae smiled, looked at the sun wheel knife in his hand and said: "This knife has been repaired very well. It can be used for a long time."

Tiezhi Cangsuke sighed: "If I knew it earlier..."

The following words were stopped in time, and they were not spoken.

"How about if I knew it earlier?" Butterfly Kanae looked at him with a smile, took a light breath, and then said, "However, you will definitely forge me the best sun wheel knife, right?"

Tiezhi Cansuke nodded immediately: "Of course!"

"Yeah." Butterfly Chanae nodded: "I believe in you, you are the most amazing knife maker I have ever seen. You will definitely bring me a huge and incomparable surprise!"

After saying this, the two fell into silence at the same time.

Butterfly Chanae sat on the corridor, just like the past two days, reached out to take a rice ball, and took a small bite.

The familiar special taste came to mind: "It's delicious."

"I'll make some more for you, and you can take them home and eat slowly."

Tiezhi Sosuke spoke subconsciously.

"Really?" Butterfly Chana Hui was a little surprised, and then nodded: "Then I will definitely cherish it and enjoy it slowly."

"Ah."

Tiezhi Cansuke also sat down: "I already have a draft for the new Japanese knife. I will start forging it as soon as possible. By the way, can I ask you for the same thing?"

"Of course." Butterfly Chanae nodded: "What do you want?"

"A drop of your blood."

Tiezhi Cangsuke said this sentence cautiously, he didn't know if this sentence would cause any misunderstanding to the girl, and he didn't know if it would be rejected.

I thought that there was still a lot of time for each other, so we could slowly figure out a way.

Unexpectedly, she was leaving soon.

Then, you can only speak directly.

"Okay."

There is no doubt, no hesitation, her trust is like the sunshine above her head, shining down without hesitation.

Finally, Tiezhi Cangsuke asked in a low voice: "When are you leaving?"

"Let's go in a while."

"Then... be careful all the way."

"Ah."

It fell into silence again, only the wind was lingering, and the petals were dancing in the courtyard.

The girl in Yufeng said, "Can you give me this painting?"

"Hmm." Tie Zhi Cangjie nodded in disbelief.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Like it?

Tiezhi Sosuke suddenly looked at Butterfly Kanae, rushing forward with an inexplicable impulse, seemingly unable to contain it, and unwilling to control this impulse.

"What about me? Do you like...?"

He looked at her with a tremor in his voice.

The girl seemed to be stunned for a moment, her mouth opened and closed slightly, and there were complex emotions in her eyes that could not be expressed.

Tiezhi Cangsuke didn't know where he got the courage, after saying a word, he stared at her firmly.

Not saying a word, waiting quietly, silent but ferocious, like a beast staring at its prey, the locked eyes do not give the other party the slightest chance to take advantage of it.

Butterfly Chanae suddenly showed a smile at the corner of her mouth, and that smile expanded.

There was a mischievous look in his eyes.

She looked at Tiezhi Cansuke: "The next time we meet, I will tell you."

"next time……"

Tie Zhi Cangjie was taken aback for a moment, but saw that the girl had already stood up.

She turned around and smiled slightly at herself: "I'll be waiting for the Sun Wheel Knife you... sent."

Before noon, the garden was full of scattered, young girls like butterflies, with the painting that Tiezhi Sosuke gave her, seemed to have walked into the wind in a blink of an eye.