It was a beautiful day at the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. The sun was shining brightly, and Genya and Muichiro were relaxing by a river. As usual, Muichiro's crow, Ginko, was bothering Genya—flapping around him endlessly and tugging at his hair with its beak.

Muichiro blinked slowly

"Hm? Oh... she likes you," he said absentmindedly, as if that explained everything.

The water flowed gently beside them, birds chirped in the trees, and for a moment—even with feathers flying—it wasn’t such a bad day after all.