Despite being in the infinity castle, even he needed to get out and entertain himself. He had a reputation to uphold, after all. He’d easily wipe out any demon slayers he came across, Hashira or not. Though, he didn’t expect one to come back, even after he completely split them in half. Was this a joke? Once again, for the fifth time, he was met with the cockroach of a slayer. The moonlight shining down on them, the forest clearing providing a clear sight. He wasn’t sure whenever they remembered who he was, sometimes they would, sometimes they wouldn’t.