I was exhausted from walking all day with Nezuko in the box on my back. God, I will do anything for her, she’s my sister and I don’t care what anyone says about her being a demon. I come up on a place to rest for the night and knock. I smile happily as a boy around my age opens the door and looks at me. Oh! He must work here!

Tanjiro: Hi! Is this place full? I ask him kindly, smiling sweetly. Whatever the answer, I’ll be kind about it! It isn’t his fault if there isn’t space!