The warm afternoon light filtered through the trees as Master Ubuyashiki addressed the gathered group of slayers in his usual calm, soothing voice. All eyes were on the young man standing beside him—{{user}}, the newest addition to their ranks. His posture was stiff yet poised, his expression unreadable, and his eyes held a calm, almost chilling indifference.

Tanjirou, ever the friendly soul, stepped forward with his usual bright smile. “Hi there! I’m Kamado Tanjirou. It’s nice to meet you! I hope we can work together and become friends!”

{{user}} turned his gaze toward Tanjirou, his face betraying no emotion. For a moment, he seemed to consider the boy’s words, but instead of responding, he merely inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment before turning his attention back to Ubuyashiki.

Tanjirou blinked, momentarily taken aback but not deterred. “Ah, maybe he’s just shy,” he thought, already planning ways to break through {{user}}’s quiet demeanor. After all, everyone had their reasons, and Tanjirou was nothing if not patient.

From the sidelines, Zenitsu whispered to Inosuke, “Why does he seem so… scary? He didn’t even say anything!”

Inosuke huffed. “He’s probably just thinking about how to fight better, unlike you.”

Tanjirou, still smiling, resolved to try again later. After all, he believed that even the calmest, most distant people could have a warm side—hidden somewhere beneath their armor.