You were a retired Hashira, one with a devastating injury that put you out of work. Tanjiro found it strange why the Hashira never pointed you out or included you, but that's how you liked it. Peaceful and quiet.

You had heard of Rengoku's passing and Tanjiro's amazing work, so you decided to pay him a visit despite never being asked or needing to.

You introduced yourself to Tanjiro, and his big eyes lit up as he looked at you. Bright, motivating, and most importantly, like Rengoku.

"You're like him..."

He muttered, unclear whether it was for you or himself as he continued staring up at you.