Being reborn in ancient times, or ancient Japan, Rei Tokisaki was a little confused.
Fortunately, there is a small golden finger. As long as you concentrate, the world will slow down.
But what's the use? Throw it down!
Look at the reborn protagonists next door who have made a fortune and are at the top of their lives, while Rei Tokisaki is still farming.
Tokisaki's father wiped his sweat with his hoe: "Studying? Our family is farming and we don't like this."
Tokisaki's brother was carrying an ax on his back, with a helpless look on his face: "Zero, stop playing and come with me to chop wood."
Tokisaki's mother is gentle and approachable: "Today's lunch includes Rei's favorite pickles."
An honest family: "Zero, rural people don't spend money."
"..."
The dream of making big money was shattered.
It's not that Rei Tokisaki didn't want to go to other places, but he could get lost even while chopping firewood. His brother sighed when he saw it.
"Home is this way."
Brother Rei brought Rei Tokisaki back to the right path.
"I know the way!" Tokisaki Rei tried to maintain his last stubbornness.
"Yes, Zero is the most powerful."
Whenever this happens, Brother Ling always looks like he is pampering his younger brother.
An angry Tokisaki Rei decided to prove himself when he grows up.
Now that I am young, I have no right to speak at all.
Tokisaki Rei was unwilling to let this go. He wanted to make a lot of money, but Lu Chi did a lot of harm to others. His parents and brothers were all responsible people, so the young master had no choice but to pick up the sword.
It seems like something got mixed in.
But this sword cuts wood very smoothly!
And he's very handsome.
Tokisaki Rei couldn't put it down.
Who hasn't thought about traveling to the end of the world with a sword when they were young?
"Zero, give me a good chop."
"Oh."
Brother Ling regretted giving him the broken knife he picked up.
Hey, my brother is a little weird to begin with, and it's even weirder when he takes a broken knife.
Until the day the wisteria tree falls.
Ghost, there's a knock on the door.
Rei Tokisaki: You call this knocking?
A short story about demon slayer, it's a self-exciting type that can't be calmed down. It's almost the finale, so just read it.
Freshmen working as workers do not have the freedom to update. We will wait until the finale is finished and the manuscript is saved.
Regarding the fact that I have more ideas than saved manuscripts: I only want to write about my ideas.
Regarding the long-form pit next door: Why did you write a long synopsis and now your brain can't hold it (chop your hands, chop your hands, chop your hands) and you should have written the QAQ of the small theater from the beginning.
Intention: Let nature take its course