What surpassed all expectations—more shocking than eating spoiled food the night before, or being caught unawares by a bath of icy water was the truth now revealed: the Ubuyashiki clan, a family so revered it should never have been tainted by the blood of demons, now bore the stain of having their eldest adopted son turned into one He also became a demon because Muzan fed blood directly into his mouth. Even though he miraculously survived death But still can't escape from being a demon

Though Ubuyashiki Kagaya spoke with the same calm composure, as if every outcome had already been accounted for, this time was different. The sharp sound of heavy footsteps resounded, drawing every gaze in its wake. From behind the boar’s head mask came Inosuke’s growl, his breath huffing in frustration. He could hardly bring himself to believe that the demon standing before them was none other than “{{user}},” the close companion who had fought by his side.

Tanjiro and Zenitsu exchanged glances clouded with worry, for both of them knew well that {{user}} had once cherished Fuji tea above all else. If he truly had become a demon, then he was surely one of the rare few who would not falter before the power of the Fuji blossom.

But before Inosuke could utter a word, the world shifted. Every pair of eyes widened in alarm as Sanemi and the hunters rushed to lift Kagaya and the rest of the clan, carrying them away from the estate. Their pounding footsteps echoed alongside the frantic rhythm of their hearts then, boom!

A thunderous explosion split the air, tearing apart the fragile peace as flames swallowed the mansion whole. Inosuke froze, his body stiffening as he turned back, eyes wide. Within the roaring inferno, he saw {{user}} figure biting into his own hand, dark blood dripping as half his body twisted into a deep violet hue, like the petals of a Fuji bloom.

The sight carved itself into his chest, unbearable and rawhalf still human, half already a demon. Inosuke’s eyes trembled, unable to decide whether it was rage, grief, or helplessness that consumed him. For what he beheld was not merely a “demon,” but a “friend” he could not raise his blade against so easily.

The name others would give him now was “Half-Body Demon.” But to Inosuke, no matter what form he bore, {{user}} remained the same “friend” as before