bullyxtreme Chapter 169 Before the Selection Begins
Chapter 169 Before the Selection Begins
"Yiyong, do you think Sabito can split that boulder that's as tall as a person?"
Sitting on a rock half a meter high, Makomo asked Giyuu, who was wielding a wooden sword beside him.
"Impossible. No one has ever been able to split that rock. The problem set by Master Urokodaki is one that no one can solve."
Giyuu responded to Makomo, who was sitting on the rock, while brandishing his wooden sword.
Upon hearing Giyu Tomioka's answer, Makomo, resting her adorable chin on her hands, expressed the opposite opinion, "Giyu, is that what you think? But I believe Sabito can definitely split that big rock."
"Sabito is the most talented disciple of Master Urokodaki in history. Unlike us, he will definitely become a Pillar like Master Urokodaki."
Makomo spoke with a hint of admiration, completely ignoring Giyu's silent expression beside her.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from the direction of Sakitama, and a boulder as tall as a person instantly split in two. Sakitama had succeeded, accomplishing a feat that no one had ever done before.
"Wow! Giyuu, look! Sabito successfully split that big rock! I told you he could do it. You didn't believe me."
Seeing Sabito succeed, Makomo chattered incessantly like a sparrow, her happy expression evident, as if she herself had succeeded.
Giyuu's pupils trembled as he looked at Sabito, who had already split the boulder. He couldn't believe what he was seeing; Sabito had done it.
He's about the same age as Sabito, so why can he do it? Is this the difference in talent? And he can't even match Makomo's breathing technique, who's younger than him. It seems he really doesn't have the talent to become a demon slayer.
As Giyuu watched Sabito walk towards him, he felt that Sabito was surrounded by countless rays of light, making him extremely dazzling.
Giyu gripped the wooden sword tightly, lowered his head, and his eyes were filled with resentment. He longed to possess the talent of Sabito, so that his sister wouldn't have died.
Why did my sister sacrifice herself to save him? He's so useless; he can't even master breathing techniques.
Yi Yong recalled how his sister saved him, and felt guilty, feeling that he had let his sister down.
"Giyuu! Giyuu! Giyuu Tomioka!"
Makomo, who was standing next to Giyuu who was staring blankly at the ground, called out to him loudly.
"Is there something you need, Makomo?"
Makomo interrupted Giyuu's reminiscence, and he looked up at Makomo with a forlorn expression, asking her why she had suddenly called him.
"The rabbit is saying hello to you, you..."
Seeing that Giyu took a long time to respond when called, Makomo was about to get angry, but was stopped by Giyu's sad eyes.
She knew that expression; it was the kind of expression that only appeared on the faces of those left behind when their closest loved ones had passed away forever. She had possessed that expression herself and knew the pain it carried. It was a gift the dead didn't want to leave for the living.
"Yiyong, are you alright? Are you thinking about Sister Tsutsuko again?"
Sabito, who had arrived early in front of Giyu, asked with concern, his tone full of warm care.
"Sabito, why did Tsutsuko sacrifice herself to save me? I'm a useless person. I should have been the one who died back then."
Yi Yong said dejectedly, belittling his own worth and filled with self-blame. He still harbored resentment over his sister Tsutsuko's death in saving him.
Snapped!
Hearing Giyuu's constant self-blame, Sabito was furious. He raised his right hand and slapped Giyuu hard across the face, while grabbing Giyuu's collar with his left hand.
“Yiyong, listen to me. You are someone that Sister Tsutsuko would risk her life to protect. You are her most precious treasure. I will not allow you to belittle yourself like this. Your worth is not something you can decide for yourself.”
Sabito said angrily, repeatedly denying Giyuu's self-deprecating theory, wanting Giyuu to face himself and not disappoint Tsutsuko who had left.