Well-Adjusted Barely Traumatized Demon Slayer (Murata SI-ish)

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No! Not the mice! Let us hope for their survival!

I don't think the pair will be able to escape as gyokko is pretty fast and pissed off haha! I wonder if they will kill gyokko or he will run away due to the sun?

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Well, they aren't cutting off his head through those scales, barring a random reoccurrence of the Demon Slayer Mark in Tengen or Murata.

 

[TheDanny]

How can anyone manage to beat that guy's ultimate technique, punching things until they're fish!

Hopefully best buddy Rengoku shows up with the assist.

 

[DeeplyoftheWorld]

Throwing out the last of his explosives, Tengen started running away.

After releasing the fireworks, Murata followed behind Tengen, both committing to a tactical retreat. They darted through the forest, hoping to lose sight of Gyokko.

Tengen cursed. "A retreat feels disgraceful, but until we get reinforcements, it's our only option."

The moment he stopped speaking, Gyokko suddenly caught up with a vengeance. He readied a punch and sent Murata crashing against a tree. Murata spat out blood as his eyes closed.

Tengen blocked Gyokko's other attack, and they began clashing together head to head. Each blow edged closer and closer to Tengen's vitals. Even glancing blows caused damage, his accessories turning into fish.

"It's surprising," Gyokko said. "A normal human would have died from my poison."

Stalling for time, Tengen entertained Gyokko's curiosity. "As a ninja, I'm naturally resistant to poison. Cheap tricks like that won't work on me!"

"I've faced ninja before," Gyokko narrowed his eyes. "You don't look like them."

"I'm one of a kind!"

Tengen's mind rapidly worked on finding a solution to survival. The poison, despite his bluff, did still affect him. He wasn't immune to poison, just resistant to it. He had no simple way to behead this demon. Gyokko's scales were as tough as diamonds, and it took Tengen all his concentration to keep up with his speed.

His only saving grace was his experience in combat. If only he had a little more time to observe Gyokko's attack patterns, then he could create an opening.

Tengen bit his tongue, drawing blood as Gyokko's tail swiped him, lacerating his chest. Looming over him, Gyokko aimed a punch towards Tengen's head.

Water Breathing, First Form: Water Surface Slash

Makomo's blade tried burying itself into Gyokko's neck. He immediately wriggled away and put distance between the two hashira. Blood seeped out of his neck wound. Covering his neck with the hands on his head, he glared at the new arrival.

Murata, clutching his side, staggered towards Makomo and Tengen. His eyes were manic and he trembled, but Murata was still alive.

"A little more time, then I can finish the score," Tengen said, scrambling to bandage his chest.

Makomo and Murata nodded, rushing towards Gyokko with renewed teamwork.

Ice and water forms danced together, forcing Gyokko to split his attention between two coordinated opponents.

He had the complete advantage. Faster, stronger, and unlimited stamina, but every time he would get close enough to cause a fatal attack towards one, the other would help reduce the impact. Wounds littered their body and fish sprawled on the ground, yet they continued standing.

Meanwhile, Murata was fighting to keep consciousness. Everything burned. His torso bled, his vision blurred, his ears screamed, and the blood from his grip covered the sword's handle. He kept tightening his hold on the sword, praying for something to work.

Makomo fared better, but against an Upper Moon, her wounds were piling up. One eye swelled shut and the fingers on her left hand were broken. They both suffered fractures and the blood loss only served to make Gyokko more motivated to kill them.

The sun was rising soon. If Gyokko didn't finish this now, then he would have to flee. He summoned thousands of fish and stormed towards the demon slayers.

"Coming through!"

Sound Breathing, Fifth Form: String Performance

Tengen charged straight towards Gyokko, dodging fatal attacks and obliterating many of the fish. He got in range, swinging directly towards the neck. Gyokko retaliated in anger, summoning a swordfish and stabbing at Tengen's left eye.

"Now!" He screamed, bearing the pain.

Murata and Makomo capitalized on Tengen's distraction.

Ice Breathing, Fifth Form: Sleet and Slice

Water Breathing, Tenth Form: Constant Flux

The blades met Gyokko's neck. Putting more and more pressure, they forced the swords to cut deeper and deeper. Against the hardened skin, Murata spent every bit of strength in his attack. Gripping the sword handle tighter, he forced himself to cut through. It turned red for such a short moment that Murata wondered if he was seeing things.

A feral cry erupted from Gyokko's mouths, a typhoon of water and fish pushing the demon slayers back. The sun began to peek, forcing Gyokko to retreat into the woods. His neck burned with a pain he never felt before. His blood stirred, reliving a nightmare from Muzan's past.

Murata ran towards Gyokko before collapsing on the ground, his blood seeping into the dirt. His hands empty, he noticed his sword dim as it remain lodged in Gyokko's neck. Gyokko, grabbing at it, hissed in pain as it burned him unnaturally.

Makomo threw her blade before kneeling in agony and Tengen did the same. The flying swords found an opening, driving Murata's blade deeper through the neck, separating the head from its body.

Arriving at Gyokko's body, Tengen and Makomo watched as he cursed them.

"That's not possible! How dare you! How dare you!"

Grabbing his damaged swords, Tengen sliced the rest of Gyokko's head into pieces.

"How dare you..."

He crumbled away, leaving nothing left.

Makomo rushed back to Murata. His pulse declined, and seeing the state of his hands made her wince. Without further treatment, infection would seep in.

Tengen slowly made his way back, holding Murata's sword and handing Makomo's weapon back to her.

"When are the kakushi coming?" He plopped to the ground, focusing on delaying the poison.

Makomo began addressing Murata's wounds. "They should be coming now. I told them to bring everything they could carry. The sooner we treat the poison and your eye, the better off we'll be."

Tengen sighed, letting the anguish in his body wash over him. "Hopefully, they have extra uniforms to change into. Look at us."

Makomo scowled at him.

-

The kakushi came with medical supplies and ample personnel. Transporting the kinoe and two hashira, they recovered in the Butterfly Estate.

Murata woke up after weeks of slipping in and out of consciousness. The first thing he felt were the numbness in his hands. They were wrapped so stiffly in bandages that he couldn't wriggle his fingers.

Tengen smashed through the door so loudly that Murata screamed.

"I heard the change in your breathing, so I just knew you were awake!"

Walking up to him, Tengen slammed a piece of paper on the desk next to Murata's bed.

"Enjoy your promotion, my friend. The master already established the Ice Estate and your title. Once Kanae gives the go ahead, you'll have to attend your own ceremony."

Murata nodded, still taking in the news. "What about you? Are you still going to be in the corps?"

"This little thing?" Tengen gestured at his eyepatch. "I still have all my limbs, don't I? I'm taking a break, but I'm not retiring just yet."

"What about Makomo? Did she already recover?"

Tengen nodded. "She left a couple weeks before you woke up. Her recovery is unlike any I've seen. I wish the best in your future."

"Don't just leave on that ominous warning!"

Tengen laughed, leaving as quickly as he entered.

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Removing the bandages from his hands, Kanae gave a noise of disapproval.

Holding a hand to her forehead, she sighed. "I don't know exactly what you did during that battle, but if you grip your weapon like that again, you could lose the ability to hold your sword altogether."

Wriggling his fingers and clenching his hands, Murata could feel the stiffness abating. The skin mostly healed, though permanent scars marred them.

"Tengen felt the heat of your blade. Do you have any idea what you did?"

Murata nodded. "In that battle, all I remember was gripping my sword with such intense strength that I almost passed out. Upper Moon Five's regeneration slowed down when my sword made contact with him."

Kanae wrote down some notes, urging him to continue.

"That's the extent of it. It was a desperate moment. I don't think I can replicate that again."

She agreed with him. "I'm serious, don't make a habit of it. It'd be a shame to lose a new hashira that quickly," she said.

-

Murata rested. He healed, and while his hands hurt from time to time, he felt mostly recovered.

Receiving a letter from Nobu, he took it from the crow's leg and read it. The next day, the kakushi guided him to the Ubuyashiki Estate.

Finding himself in a similar situation, he kneeled in front of the master.

"Do you accept your title, Murata?" Kagaya asked him.

"I'd be honored to do so," Murata said.

With that, the rest of the hashira witnessed a new member amongst its ranks.

The death of Upper Moon Five was so widespread that even the Flame Hashira, Rengoku Shinjuro, showed up. It only soured Sanemi's mood.

"So now this deadbeat wants to show up?"

Shinjuro glared at Sanemi. "Watch your mouth, boy. I've been here longer than you've been alive."

Sanemi cracked his knuckles, his eyes bloodshot with glee. "I'll be glad to end that right now."

Gyomei stood between them, his expression tolerating absolutely no infighting. Shinjuro, eyeing Murata instead, scoffed and walked away.

"Why can't we have him retire, master?" Kanae asked politely.

Kagaya smiled. "The Rengoku family has always been a loyal and strong pillar of the organization. If he does not want to give up his title personally, then I will not force him. Instead, I want to focus on capitalizing this victory. Murata, do you have any more information about your blade during the battle?"

Murata explained his findings, though whether the usefulness of incorporating this into each individual's training was questionable. The damage to one's hands by trying to achieve this feat made it very risky, as evident by Murata's injuries.

Murata knew if he could manifest a demon slayer mark, then it would be possible without having to sacrifice his hands. Though, burning through your own lifespan by activating the mark wasn't exactly reasonable either.

With the meeting over and congratulations given, Murata immediately asked for a favor.

"You wish to read some of our records?" Kagaya asked.

"Yes. There has to be more about the 'red blade.' Who knows what else is in the records?" Murata said.

"I see no reason to deny you, though many of our best have tortured themselves trying to find those kinds of answers," Kagaya said, slowly walking to the Ubuyashiki library.

Handing him a copy of a key, Kagaya smiled at Murata. "If it is you, then I have nothing to fear. Find what you can, but don't forget to take care of yourself."

Entering the building, Murata began his search.

 

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Goodness, an upper moon dead already?

This is a huge change.


I wonder if he will actually find anything, or he will make shit up to justify his strange knowledge..

 

[Jubjub3000]

He needs to train his grip strength! Once he can bend steel like play dough the red blade should be alot easier!

First crush bamboo, then rocks, then steel!

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Also I bet muzan is pissed haha And with the red blade, me thinks murat will either never run into another moon or have all the lower moons and an upper moon flung at him.

 

[TheHerowithaThousandFaces]

Not going to lie Mc is still a bit weak to be a Hashira. I know being strong is not supposed to be his main quality but still even if he is going the weakest hashira but strong due be being smart route I feel like he is still does not have the bare minimum baseline stats needed by him to be promoted to a Hashira by DC.

 

[Hadiz]

Not going to lie Mc is still a bit weak to be a Hashira. I know being strong is not supposed to be his main quality but still even if he is going the weakest hashira but strong due be being smart route I feel like he is still does not have the bare minimum baseline stats needed by him to be promoted to a Hashira by DC.

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I mean by timeline wise he's a Demon Slayer for more than 3 Years minimum, completed all Requirements to be a Hashira and was basically pivotal in honing on & key in killing one of the Upper Moons.

At that point he's deserved to get the promotion.

I wonder if he will actually find anything, or he will make shit up to justify his strange knowledge..

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Honestly being able to find possible records of Sun Breathing, it's Forms, Origin, Etc.

Already gives Murata a lot of ways to bullshit in the Theory.