The mansion's main doors slowly closed behind them, and the air was thick with the musty stench of decay and a faint smell of blood.
They had barely entered the front hall when a muffled drumbeat came from deep within the mansion. With a boom, the surrounding rooms began rotating as though alive. The once-familiar corridors instantly changed direction, doors and windows shifted into chaotic arrangements, and walls even rose out of nowhere while the floor suddenly sank, as though the entire mansion had become a maze that devoured people.
"W-what's going on? The rooms are moving!"
Zenitsu trembled all over in fright, clutching the sleeve of Tanjiro beside him. His face was as white as paper, and he could barely stand steadily.
Hui, the boy they had rescued, also clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His eyes were full of fear, but he forced himself to stay silent-his younger sister was still trapped in this eerie mansion. Even if his legs went weak, he had to keep going.
"Tch. What a pain." Sasuke frowned, his scarlet Sharingan activating instantly as the black tomoe spun rapidly in his eyes.
The paths along which the surrounding space warped and the patterns of flowing energy were laid bare before his eyes. Those seemingly chaotic shifts of the rooms actually revolved around a single energy core.
He had never intended to travel with this group of burdens in the first place, and the chaos before him only made him lose his patience.
Before Tanjiro could speak, Sasuke darted away, a small burst of chakra erupting beneath his feet as he shot deeper into the mansion like an arrow loosed from a bow. The hem of his black clothes traced a clean arc through the air, and the rotating walls