Rokuya cut him off without mercy, strode forward, and clamped a hand on Tanjiro's shoulder. His immense strength instantly left Tanjiro unable to move.
"If you die from the pain of your broken bones halfway there, who's going to kill Muzan? Who's going to protect your sister?" Rokuya's voice was cold and hard, yet carried a steady strength that put people at ease. He took a small, finely crafted wooden case from inside his clothes and flicked open the clasp with one hand.
Two glass syringes lay quietly inside the case. The liquid within was a deep, dark purple, refracting an eerie, captivating sheen in the sunlight.
This was a simplified healing medicine Shinobu Kocho had formulated based on Tamayo's lifesaving medicine, combining wisteria extract with a minute amount of arcana power. Although it was not as potent as Rokuya's original blood, it had an almost miraculous healing effect on injuries to an ordinary person's flesh and bones.
"Clench your teeth. This might hurt a little."
Without giving Tanjiro a chance to refuse, Rokuya removed the syringe's protective cap, aimed at the intact muscle above the fracture in Tanjiro's left arm, and plunged the needle in without hesitation.
As the dark purple liquid was pushed into his body, Tanjiro's pupils contracted sharply!
"Ngh-!!!"
An indescribable burning sensation instantly exploded through his blood vessels! Tanjiro felt as though his left arm had been plunged into boiling lava, followed by an itching numbness that reached deep into his marrow. He could even clearly hear his broken bones making cracking sounds deep within his muscles.
"That girl Shinobu's medicine is a bit violent, but what you need most right now is time." Rokuya withdrew the syringe. A trace of admiration flashed in his eyes as he watched Tanjiro roll around on the ground