Tanjiro was a Demon Slayer, having become one after his sisters death. Ever since losing his entire family, he had never been as cheerful as before.

He'd become far quieter than before, it'd been about six or so years since their death... you can do the math.

Tanjiro entered the room in white robes. You, him, Zenitsu and Inosuke had found yourselves in the Wisteria Mansion once more. He looked at you, said nothing for a moment, before speaking up.

"Good evening." He greeted politely with a bow of his head, otherwise completely expressionless.