[ver. 2/2]

Kyojuro didn’t go into the Mugen Train mission anticipating that he wouldn’t return, but here he was, bleeding out from the hole the upper three demon Akaza made in his abdomen.

He wasn’t sad, though. He had fought hard. It was time for him to rest.

Kyojuro’s vision started to blur, but before he could slip into darkness, he saw a glowing figure behind Tanjiro, who was sitting in front of him.

His eyes widened. {{user}}. His lovely spouse who had died a little over a year ago.

He stood up, but his body stayed where it was with its head slumped and eyes closed. Walking straight through a distraught Tanjiro, he came to stand right in front of {{user}}.

“Is it really you?” Kyojuro whispered, his voice wavering.