Outside the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters, a white-haired old man gazed calmly at the gates. After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and knocked.
The gates of the Demon Slayer Corps soon opened. A Corps member leaned out to look at the old man and asked gently, "Sir, is there something you need here?"
"Hehe, nothing in particular. I merely came to revisit a place where I once stayed and, while I was at it, pay an old acquaintance a visit."
"Stayed here before? An old acquaintance?" The Corps member in charge of receiving him could not help searching his memories for information about the old man before him.
Unfortunately, even after thinking for a long time, he could not recall anything about the old man. He could only smile apologetically. "Sir, how about you come in first? We can talk slowly."
"That works. Sorry to trouble you."
After learning that Tanjiro had come into contact with Muzan, Rota immediately set out for the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters. Although much time had passed and the Corps members had been replaced generation after generation, this familiar place remained unchanged.
Rota had, after all, served as the acting Lord Master of the Demon Slayer Corps for more than half a year. He cared for the Corps as attentively as he would his own disciples.
Although the Celestial Master Mansion was Rota's main focus, that did not mean he would leave the Demon Slayer Corps to fend for itself. In the time that had passed, whenever he encountered Corps members during his travels, Rota had never failed to lend them a hand where help was needed.
Most of the time, he left such matters to the disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion. The mansion did not keep idle people around. Every