In Sakonji Urokodaki's eyes, Tanjiro was simply swinging his sword wildly. Every so often, he rolled around on the ground as if he'd suddenly been attacked, as though he were fighting something.
He had made himself look utterly disheveled. If that wasn't madness, what was?
Just as he was about to step forward, Yuko reached out and stopped him.
"Wait, Master Urokodaki."
She placed a fingernail against her palm and was about to cut it when she looked into Sakonji Urokodaki's eyes and suddenly paused.
"...Could you take off your mask? There's something I want you to see."
She couldn't get the eyedrops in!
Although Sakonji Urokodaki was somewhat anxious, he knew Yuko wouldn't stand by indifferently in a situation like this. Seeing how serious she looked, he took off the Tengu mask on his face.
Just as expected, he was a kindly old man.
That face couldn't intimidate evil demons, so that must have been why he wore the mask.
"Please bear with it for a moment and don't resist." Yuko gave him a reminder, lightly cut open her palm, and squeezed out several drops of blood.
"What are you...?"
Although Sakonji Urokodaki was still confused, their contact over the past few days had made him accept Yuko.
After dripping the blood into Sakonji Urokodaki's eyes, Yuko said, "All right, Master Urokodaki. You can open your eyes now."
Sakonji Urokodaki endured for a moment before opening his eyes. He didn't notice anything unusual.
He looked at Yuko in confusion. Yuko smiled and moved two steps to the side.
When Sakonji Urokodaki looked down at Tanjiro, who was going berserk, his entire body froze.
"...Sabito...Makomo..." Sakonji Urokodaki's hands trembled slightly, and his feet unconsciously carried him forward.
Yuko said softly, "Please wait a moment."
Tanjiro...was about to master Total Concentration