Time slipped away in training. Under Tetsuya's "special training," all four made considerable progress.
However, he noticed that the youngsters' mental states had been affected to varying degrees.
Zenitsu had suffered the most. It seemed Tetsuya had gone a little too hard on him.
The days passed one after another, and something interesting happened during that time: Sanemi Shinazugawa challenged Sabito.
It was called a challenge, but it was really more of a sparring match between Hashira.
Raging wind met calm ice, and their battle drew quite a crowd.
Tanjiro was startled out of his training. Thinking the two had gotten into a fight over some disagreement, he immediately tried to stop them.
But Tetsuya did not let Tanjiro have his way. He stopped him outright and sent him back to his training.
In the original course of fate, Sanemi had sparred with Giyu, but Tanjiro had interrupted them before they could finish.
Tetsuya had not expected Sanemi to challenge Sabito this time.
He was rather curious to see which of them would win.
Both were prodigious swordsmen, but their fighting styles were polar opposites.
Sanemi was like a raging hurricane. His sweeping attacks were swift and vicious, and he had been on the offensive ever since the match began.
Sabito, on the other hand, was utterly calm. He never struck rashly, but when he did, he went straight for a vital point. Every blow forced Sanemi into danger.
Tetsuya watched with relish. This was far more interesting than killing demons.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Tetsuya looked off to one side and spotted something unusual.
A flying eyeball.
Unless he was mistaken, it was a creation of Nakime's Blood Demon Art.
"So they've found us?"
Apparently, just as in the original course of fate, Muzan had ordered Nakime to use her ability