Chapter 86

Chapter 86

The Love Hashira Mitsuri Kanroji excitedly waved at me as I gave my little greeting with the Mist Hashira likewise nodding absently as the fourteen-year-old talent stared into the sky. The rest of the Hashira were obviously either still stuck in their own thoughts at the possibility of me breaking the curse of the Ubuyashiki family and allowing the man they swore their loyalty to live more than twenty some odd years before the curse taking their life.

However, Gyomei Himejima, the stone Hashira walked forward and clapped a heavy hand onto my shoulder and although I didnt think he was actually trying to be heavy handed, I could feel the casual strength he used to pat my shoulder wouldn't be out of place on a level three or four back in Danmachi and could only bemoan he was born in this world where the supernatural was limited to weird swords, demons, and curses. "Thank you dearly Jake. The gratitude I will bear towards you should the master's bloodline lose its curse shall be repaid however I can."

Hearing his words, I knew for a fact that the man was basically my own should I actually be able to kill Muzan and free him from his trauma of losing several of the children he was raising at an orphanage when a demon attacked it and he literally beat said demon to death with his bare fucking hands.

"I do my best to fulfill my promise's and I know he will do the same because our goals currently align." I explained and then turned to Giyu who I had the most interactions with. "Giyu do you know the locations or movements of demons that use space related magic?" Seeing the groups not understanding what I meant by space magic, I explained like rooms flipping around or portals to weird dimension's opening up making them nod in understanding.

"Yes, there has been rumors of a series of doors opening in the sky and the remains people falling out of them in the middle of Kyoto and Tokyo and we think it's a famous demon named Nakime who has a fetish for killing famous singers and musicians, but we can never catch her when she flees into one of her doors when a Hashira comes after her." Giyu explained and I could see a number of the other Hashira grimacing at the mention of Nakime and I knew they likely failed to catch her.

"Alright so any other demons in the Kyoto/Tokyo area that may use that form of blood demon art?" I asked and got confirmation of a set of demon twins that liked to make tiny little pocket dimensions inside large puddles and just yank people inside to drown them but for whatever reason they allowed a few people to survive the experience and now they are known as Kappa's that haunt Kyoto's dark alleys.

I turned to the Insect Hashira Shinobu Kocho and arguably the best waifu in this universe. "If you don't mind, could you please supply me with a vast quantity of Wisteria so I can magically enhance it to then be able to work with my own poisons."

Shinobu blinked her limpid purple eyes in surprise and lightly smiled. "Oh, so you are a fellow connoisseur of the other side of medical arts as well."

"Well, some monsters carry extremely potent toxins and poisons are highly prevalent in several magical plants that I have seen or read about." I answered somewhat misleadingly as I didnt really have any experience with poisons other than the purple moths back in Danmachi and after dealing with those I was killing infant dragons and such so I was able to get decent antidotes to fuse and make stronger versions which made basically all the toxic monster's irrelevant and then I got my Pure Body skill makes it basically impossible for me to be poisoned by anything weaker than the original Behemoth probably.

"Oh, would you mind giving me a sample of some toxins in exchange for that Wisteria?" Shinobu asked playing up her cuteness.

Before I could answer an affirmation, the Wind Hashira cut me off. "Now that the pleasantries are cleared away, I want to fight you!" You know what... He reminds me of a more jaded Bakugo Katsuki and just like after mentioned dick bag he needs a firm ass whooping to learn who is the top dog in the room otherwise like a territorial Chihuahuas, it will seek to establish its dominance by rabidly attacking anything that moves.

"Alright Sanemi... Let's see how well the Wind Hashira flies..." I grinned menacingly and Giyu knew exactly what I planned and with a very uncharacteristic smile he jogged off to the side and out of the way.