[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-19":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676053,2141,"Chapter 19 19: Sabito (Bonus)","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-19",19,"\u003Cp>\"The Thunder Hashira… Is that the rumored anomaly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō, the Upper Rank One of the Twelve Kizuki, murmured quietly as he watched Muzan and Akaza vanish from the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind his ever-calm expression, a faint curiosity began to stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An outlier swordsman who walked a path unlike any other...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could such a being truly exist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet pluck of the biwa echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The haunting sound washed over the castle like a dream, and within moments, the Infinite Castle fell still once more—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if everything that had just occurred was nothing but an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dawn broke gently at the foot of Mount Sagiri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of two modest wooden cabins, three young swordsmen practiced their daily katas—sword drills passed down as the foundation of every aspiring Demon Slayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Sabito stood out with clean, precise movements that carried weight and intent. Giyū was just a step behind, his strikes still a little rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makomo, meanwhile, looked more like she was dancing than training—more grace than power, like a curious cat mimicking its owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up above, a black Kasugai Crow flapped across the morning sky. Unlike most, this one was unusually… plump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makomo's eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sabito! Giyū! Look!\" she shouted, pointing upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That crow's so fat! How does it even fly like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stuck her tongue out playfully, pure innocence in her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall teenager emerged from the forest path leading down the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust clung to his uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large iron pot hung on his back, and two swords rested at his hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked more like a traveling chef than a swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his eyes were sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused only for a second before his gaze landed directly on the youngest of the trio—Tomioka Giyū.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Tachibana Kyūjō—Wandering Thunder Swordsman and Hashira—felt his heart soften as he looked at the boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Giyū… you were so much cuter back then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If only you knew how complicated your future will be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three kids stared back, baffled by the stranger's bizarre appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Sabito stepped forward, calm and confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Excuse me, sir. Is there something we can help you with?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō smiled politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just happened to be passing by,\" he replied. \"Thought I'd drop in and greet an old senior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makomo tilted her head. \"Wait… Do you mean Urokodaki-sensei?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō nodded gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes lit up. \"Then… that means you're a Demon Slayer too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Kyūjō could reply, a man in a tengu mask appeared from one of the nearby cabins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps were firm, his robes unmistakable—once the Water Hashira, now a seasoned trainer: Urokodaki Sakonji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō bowed respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be Urokodaki-dono. I'm Tachibana Kyūjō, from the Demon Slayer Corps.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sakonji approached slowly. He sniffed the air, reading the scent clinging to the boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A pleasure, Thunder Hashira-dono. Your name reaches even the quiet corners of the mountains.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, he gestured for Kyūjō to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they were seated across from each other inside the cabin, sipping warm tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sakonji broke the silence first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What brings a Hashira all the way to Mount Sagiri, Kyūjō-dono?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō waved it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need for honorifics. Just call me Kyūjō.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not here on assignment. I just felt like dropping by… paying respects to a senior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind his mask, Sakonji narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something unsaid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the scent Kyūjō carried—of sincerity and unwavering resolve—was enough to put his doubts at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the reason was, it wasn't harmful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact… it might even bring something good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the foot of Mount Sagiri, three young figures began their journey to the Final Selection: the survival test at Mount Fujikasane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabito watched the tall figure walking ahead of them with cautious curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Kyūjō spoke without turning around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sabito-kun, you've been staring at me for a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something on your mind?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabito hesitated a moment, then gathered his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyūjō-san… Urokodaki-sensei told us you're the Thunder Hashira.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're the strongest swordsman in the Corps right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A person like that… your time must be precious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So why… are you coming with us to Fujikasane?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō stifled a laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll understand once you're about to be eaten by a certain Hand Demon, kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head slightly, giving a playful grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, you've got a sharp tongue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what you're really asking is—'why am I slacking off instead of working,' right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō sighed, putting on a dramatic air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, you see... this is a top-secret Hashira mission.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't say more because you're not official members yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you should be on high alert. Danger could strike anytime.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned dead serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Sabito and Giyū instantly straightened, nerves on edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that point on, they walked like soldiers on a battlefield—eyes wide open, alert to every sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They even slept with one eye open for the rest of the trip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they reached Fujikasane… dark circles had formed under both their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's when they realized:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd been completely trolled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no \"secret mission.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō had just wanted to mess with them a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd been fighting nonstop for a whole year. Was it so wrong to take a short break?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That said… he wasn't here just to play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō had a real reason for tagging along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Hashira, he'd already received multiple summons from Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the Demon Slayer Corps' leader, urging him to return to HQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn't go a whole year without reporting back, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before heading back, there was one thing Kyūjō wanted to see with his own eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Final Selection system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A survival test where candidates simply had to last seven days in a demon-infested mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not win. Not fight. Just… survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant that even those who hid the entire time could pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luck, leeching off stronger allies, running away—those could all earn someone a place in the Corps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, someone like Sabito…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prodigy who fought tooth and nail to protect others—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could die from a single misstep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A system where the brightest sparks were snuffed out before they could shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These candidates weren't amateurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd spent months—years—training in the Breathing Techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't cowards. Their minds were focused. Their bodies honed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they couldn't become frontline fighters, could they not serve in other roles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logistics. Intelligence. Civilian aid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet… most of them would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those who survived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a handful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With a system like this… how has this organization lasted centuries against Muzan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this just a war between weak chickens pecking at each other?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time for those thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had work to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And deep down, he knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was coming at Mount Fujikasane would not be so easy to walk away from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✨ Special thanks to my newest Patreon supporters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your support keeps this series alive and growing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joseph Sepulveda, Big Brizzz, Michael Thomas, Austin, Just Some Guy With A Mustage, Kloud Paradizo, Hamza Ahmed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>📚 Want to read more chapters or get early access?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 25+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Get 2 new chapters every day exclusively on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> Already caught up with the latest chapter on WebNovel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continue the journey early for just:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>$5\u002Fmonth\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join now and dive deeper into the story—weeks ahead of public release!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you for your amazing support 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1289,"2026-06-06T13:14:23.720Z",1,"novelbin.me","17735758a9ba2ec7db45a7e5b4266717b21270ee88dba8ac3e99961ccc2aa77b","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-20","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-18",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]