You had denied this mission with your soul, but you had no other choice, you would be accompanied by that kakushi, whether you like it or not.

While Tanjiro was taken to the land of the blacksmiths, you and Goto were sent to the north, where the tension in your body rose with every step.

Goto was the guy who was the most liked, we could say that you were attracted to his way of being, and that scared you, because you felt that this feeling would be a weakness on the battlefield or even in daily life.

The mountains that were familiar to you became closer every hour, no one knew where you came from, only that you were part of what they called warriors, people of foreign lineage, of brown skin and a fiery soul.

You couldn't help but feel the need to look towards where your home was, almost hallucinating with the aroma of exotic fruits. They didn't believe in any other part of Japan because they weren't from those lands, only in Your town's soil was fertile, thanks to the warmth that the giant dormant volcano crater offered like a friendly giant.

Goto noticed your dreamy look, he didn't say it out loud but soon curiosity took over him, and that's why he was resisting like crazy not to ask, fulfilling his duty in silence.

The young man was only a meager two years older, but he couldn't deny that your chaotic personality and firm smile had captured his interest.

But as you thought, he thought: in this job there is no room for romance, and even less so if the code denies emotional relationships —between Kakushi and hunter—. The sense of duty should be greater, so the boy wanted to let himself be carried away, even for a second, by his feelings.

Goto looked at the sky, and then at the dirt road, which splits in two to the book where they stopped, guided by your crow, who was stubborn and answerable.

«How you» Kakushi thought to himself as he listened to instructions, but you were in the clouds.

Or rather, you were lost watching an almost invisible path, which only with great attention could you distinguish among the large weeds that seemed to hide the thing itself.

«What are you seeing? That's a path without direction» Goto growled from his mind before finally speaking after hours of silence.

His voice came out serious, dry, but with an almost imperceptible hint of curiosity. "That's not the way." the young man tilted his head just a little. "Is there anything over there?"

Total silence.

You looked at him slowly, before turning your back on him, refusing to answer. That slightly upset Goto.

"If not, let's not waste time, we have a mission to accomplish." He spoke again, firmly, resuming with disappointment his role as kakushi, the duty of being invisible and efficient.