Early the next morning.
Chinatsu and the members of the Demon Slayer Corps arrived at the harbor. A steamship bound for foreign shores lay at the dock, and Chinatsu would soon board it to begin the first chapter of her travels.
Chinatsu gazed out at the endless horizon, and memories of everything she had experienced since her reincarnation flooded through her mind.
Yes... so much time had already passed.
A faint smile appeared on Chinatsu's face as she remembered herself just after her reincarnation, her body covered in wounds because of Muzan.
Back then, she had truly been at a loss. Barely conscious, she had dragged herself out of the house before finally passing out. She really had been in a sorry state.
But things were different now. After enduring those agonizing early days, she had trained deep in the mountains under Urokodaki alongside Tanjiro. Once she left the mountains, she was either slaying demons or on her way to slay them, fighting hard against the tragedies of the original story.
Fortunately, it had all ended happily.
Chinatsu turned to look at the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who had come to see her off. The fact that they were all safe and sound was the result of her efforts.
"Chinatsu, you can't forget us once you go abroad! If you forget us, I... I... Waaah!!!"
Although they had agreed beforehand that no one would cry, Mitsuri ultimately couldn't hold back once the moment arrived and burst into loud sobs.
But Mitsuri's sobbing didn't dampen the mood. Everyone had expected her to cry; they would have found it strange if she hadn't.
With a smile, Oyakata-sama took out the group photographs they had taken yesterday, which had only just been developed, and handed one to each person.
Finally, he