Since the Dawn Hashira had personally stepped forward to recommend him...
Naturally, no one else would stand up and object.
What was more...
Everyone had witnessed Tanjuro's strength for themselves.
Tanjuro himself, on the other hand, looked somewhat awkward and nervous under everyone's attention.
This powerful man, whose ancestors had ties to Yoriichi Tsugikuni...
Who had even supplied the Demon Slayer Corps with its original War Mark Medicine...
Had all sorts of legends surrounding him.
The [Sun Hashira]...
The sun, the source of every Breathing Style.
Just hearing it made everyone feel that a warrior with Yoriichi's valor had joined their ranks.
But even though Tanjuro had joined the Demon Slayer Corps...
The influence his dozen-plus years of selling charcoal had left on his personality and outlook could not be erased so quickly.
When facing the leaders and senior officers of this armed organization of demon slayers...
The Charcoal Seller instinctively regarded them as important people of higher standing.
Only the Dawn Hashira, Xia Xi, with whom he had the most contact and who was also the most absurd in everyday life...
And Big Owl, who lived nearby and often visited to exchange tips on [parenting] and [middle-aged health]...
Were people Tanjuro felt relatively relaxed and comfortable around.
"Tanjuro, you are now one of the Nine Hashira."
"So... I'm afraid we'll be asking much more of you in our demon-slaying duties from now on."
"Please, do take care."
Faced with Ubuyashiki's gentle, trusting gaze...
Tanjuro finally took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness at being the center of attention.
He knelt on one knee and bowed his head in what he understood to be an extremely formal salute.
"I will not fail the trust you have placed in me, Oyakata-sama."
After Tanjuro assumed his post and was assigned two Wind