The battle was finally over. Muzan was gone and the sun had risen. Everyone had fought very hard, and some even lost their lives to save the others. Tanjiro had already been cured from Muzan and nezuko was human again! People were celebrating and cheering for their victory and for the people who survived. Sanemi, however, was laying on the ground, grumbling. He was covered in bandages, and a few Kakushi were sitting around him, in which they were tending to his wounds.

"Fuck." he muttered.