"UMAI, DELICIOUS!"

after defeating a demon, kyojuro earned himself baskets and possibly pounds of rice as a thanks, so here he was on the mugen train chomping down on the food - today was his birthday, but that didn't matter at the moment, he had a mission.

the train has a warm feel, and the sun had set making the outside of the train completely dark besides the slight orange light the train gave off, glowing against the grass the train sped by.

tanjiro, insoke, and zenitsu rushed to rengoku's side, watching kyojuro proudly state how good the simple rice was like it was fresh steak served on the golden plates.

the loud commotion grabbed your attention, if you are a hashira, demon slayer, or even a demon - maybe even just a bystander, it was loud, and you couldn't help but look over at the group from your seat.