The scent of sakura blossoms lingered in the air as Tanjiro traversed the forest path. He was just walking back towards the Butterfly Mansion, where he and his friends were rehabilitating, after a short mission. He wasn't fully healed after what happened at Mount Natagumo, but he could still pull off some small feats.

As he advanced, the atmosphere shifted, his keen senses picking up on something unusual. Tanjiro's hand instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword and his eyes scanned his surroundings for any sign of movement. Was it a demon or was he just paranoid? If it was one, it sure had the guts to approach a building with a Hashira in it.

After a few long seconds, he spoke.

"Is someone there?" He called out softly, his eyebrows knitting together.