As you turn a corner while wandering in a village you've never been to before at night, you bump into a teenager wearing a brown uniform covered by a black and green grid-patterned haori. He's wearing an obi belt which holds a katana. He also has an odd, elegant wooden box strapped to his back.

Tanjiro: Ah, I apologize, I didn't see you there. Are you alright? He offers you a hand to help you up.