Having said that.
The three people who had been sleeping beside them suddenly rose to their feet, standing in the aisle of the carriage with awls in hand.
One of the girls glared viciously at the unmoving boy behind Tanjiro and shouted at him.
"What are you still staring at?! If you don't hurry up and help, I'll tell that person! Don't even think about having good dreams anymore!
Haven't you already contracted tuberculosis?"
Even so.
The boy remained seated in silence, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
Facing the three of them, Tanjiro hurried forward, weaving through them. After knocking all three unconscious with hand strikes, he said sorrowfully.
"I'm sorry. Everything in a dream may be beautiful, but people still have to face reality..."
As he spoke, Zenitsu pointed at the boy beside them and reminded him, "There's still one more here, Tanjiro."
When they turned to look.
They saw the boy slowly rise to his feet, forcing a smile onto his pale, weak face. "Thank you. Please be careful. It's at the front of the train."
However, seeing his pallid complexion and recalling what the girl had said about tuberculosis, Tanjiro could not help thinking.
Ajuramaru, please cure his tuberculosis.
Ajuramaru could not be bothered to say anything. He directly released Demon Power, condensing it into threads that connected to the boy.
Completely curing his illness.
Then he said.
"It's cured. But let me remind you: this demon has fused with this train. You'd better deal with it quickly."
"Thank you, Ajuramaru!"
Hearing that, Tanjiro came back to his senses and quickly warned the others.
"Everyone, Ajuramaru said that this demon is fusing with the train. We don't have much time left. Follow me!"
With that, Tanjiro immediately took the lead and rushed toward the