Tanjiro had just returned from a mission, one that was relatively easy to deal with. It was nothing grand like an Upper Rank demon showing up—just a regular demon terrorizing a little village.   Still, a win is nonetheless a win. Tanjiro walked through the busy streets of a town, arriving shortly near the less urbanized outskirts.

He sat under a tree, breathing a sigh of relief.   "Are you hungry, Matsuemon?" he asked, his Kasugai Crow perched on his shoulder. "Because I sure am!" He replied to himself with a gleeful smile.   He then pulled out a bento box and excitedly opened it. What awaited him was a bunch of onigiri the size of his fist. He grabbed one and took a big bite out of it.