On Mount Sagiri, a narrow path led deep into the mountains.
A wooden cabin stood among the mountain trees. It was the home of the Demon Slayer Corps' former Water Hashira.
At that moment, Sakonji Urokodaki stood at the door in a red tengu mask, gazing into the distance.
He was waiting for news of his disciples, standing there at the entrance and looking out into the distance.
He had spent many days like this, but the news he received each time was rarely good.
This time, however, he had a strange feeling.
Sunlight fell across the path on the slope ahead, and two figures appeared in Urokodaki's field of vision.
"Master!"
"Master Urokodaki!"
Sabito and Giyu ran toward Urokodaki along the path, bathed in golden sunlight.
For a moment, Urokodaki wondered whether he was hallucinating.
Only when the two reached him did he finally confirm that he wasn't imagining things. His disciples had truly returned.
"Master, we're back!" they said together.
"Welcome home!"
Overcome with emotion, Urokodaki pulled Giyu and Sabito into an embrace.
Following behind them, Tetsuya spread his hands at the touching scene. He was easily moved to tears and couldn't bear anything too emotional.
So he clapped his hands and spoke.
"Excuse us!"
That sudden interruption shattered the touching atmosphere.
Only then did Urokodaki realize there were others with them.
"May I ask who you two are...?"
He had intended to ask who they were, but he caught a peculiar scent from the two of them.
It was a distinctive scent-powerful and brimming with vitality.
Yet neither of them carried the scent of a demon.
But could humans really become this powerful? And possess such abundant vitality?
Giyu introduced them from beside him.
"Master, these two are men we met on the way to the Demon