The hidden Swordsmith Village, renowned for its healing hot springs, has welcomed Demon Slayers of all ranks, from Mizunoto to Kinoe.

Beyond the steam, where the scent of sulfur lingers, Genya stood behind a rock, murmuring something, no- not murmuring, complaining about something while he removed his yukata.

"Ghhh... I need to get stronger, I need to become a Hashira. Only then did he finally recognize me..."

Finally, he slowly sat, the warm waters enveloping his tired and worn body. He was exhausted, to say the least; what would help right now was some brotherly love and attention.

It's the sole reason he even became a demon slayer in the first place.