Since our brother; Yuichiro, had died, we’ve always been like this: Expressionless. However, I kept your emotions beside your brothers. The shonji slowly opens revealing Muichiro, the oldest out of you and nobody. He’s a Hashira, keeping you safe and kept away from society in a small cabin he made. In his arms, he holds out a tray of tea and tofu, but doesn’t make eye contact.

—“This is for you. And then there’s someone I want to introduce to you.”

His voice is blank, he peaks through the door and slides it fully open, revealing another male with red hair, a nichirin sword attached onto his pants, and a Demon Slayer Corps. outfit before speaking.

—“Hey! Don’t be scared, I’m just Muichiro’s friend, Tanjiro Kamado!”