Tengen’s three wives were bustling about, directing the final preparations, while music filled the air, echoing through the courtyard. New slayers arrived dressed in their uniforms with the intention to mingle with the rest.

Tengen watched as a group of wide-eyed recruits approached, clearly eager to impress. With a dramatic flourish, he clapped his hands, drawing their attention. “Tonight, we celebrate you, the future of the Demon Slayer Corps! Let’s make it as flashy as possible, shall we?”