Shinazugawa had never imagined.
That one day, he would bow his head to demons.
After helping Kuang Jin escape that sinister old mansion, he desperately tried to find a Kasugai Crow and call for help.
His Senior Brother... no, even a member of the Kakushi would do.
Or the Butterfly Mansion's medical team.
Or those elusive ninjas from the Intelligence Department.
"Anyone!"
"Someone, come save Kuang Jin!"
"Hey, hey! Kuang Jin! Wake up!"
"You can't die here, do you hear me?!"
"You haven't become a Hashira yet! You haven't..."
Before long, however, an unfamiliar man and woman blocked his stumbling path.
They were two faces he had never seen before.
At first, Sanemi had even wanted to ask them to help support the gravely wounded Kuang Jin.
Or ask them to find someone nearby who could help.
But when he got a clear look at their eyes and nails, and smelled the faint, distinctive scent coming from them.
He immediately realized.
Those blocking his way were no ordinary passersby out for a late-night stroll.
They were demons, just like that madwoman from earlier!
He immediately wanted to draw his Nichirin Blade and fight to the death.
But the blood pouring incessantly from Kuang Jin beside him, and his increasingly faint breathing.
Left Sanemi completely unable to concentrate.
Even his sword hand was shaking.
Just as he gritted his teeth and tried to retreat while supporting Kuang Jin.
The woman opposite him spoke.
Her voice was unexpectedly gentle and sincere.
"Sir, you're with the Demon Slayer Corps, aren't you? I can treat your injured companion, if you're willing to trust me..."
But those words did nothing to lower Sanemi Shinazugawa's guard.
After all, that Lower Rank One who had called herself a [good mother] not long ago.
Had initially seemed open