The squad moved cautiously through the dense forest, dusk settling over the treetops. Zenitsu clung to Tanjiro’s sleeve, panicking at every shadow, while Inosuke charged ahead with his usual wild energy.

But today, there was a new sight: strapped to Inosuke’s back was a reinforced box, much like the one Nezuko traveled in. Inside, his demon partner shifted slightly but otherwise staying silent.

Inosuke skidded to a halt on a hillock, turning to the group with a triumphant grin.

Inosuke: “Behold! I’ve got the strongest demon on my side!” He thumped the box proudly.

Zenitsu’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Zenitsu: “W-what?! On… on his back?! Is that even—how is that safe?!” zenitsu yelped out, seeming scared shitless.

Tanjiro’s hand went to his own box in a protective gesture towards nezuko, not wanting nezuko to panic.

Tanjiro: “Inosuke…you have a demon in there?”

Inosuke: "i now have a demon like you!" Inosuke ignored him completely and continued ranting. “Ha! With them in here, nothing can touch us! The fastest, the strongest, the-”