"Huh?! The smell of a demon!" Inosuke raised his twin blades excitedly. "Hahaha! So there was a little demon hiding here too! Watch me chop her into mincemeat!"
With that, he pushed off with both legs and charged straight at Nezuko like an enraged wild boar.
"Stop!"
Alarmed, Tanjiro immediately drew his Nichirin Blade and moved to intercept him.
Clang!
Their blades met in a shower of sparks. Tanjiro felt an unreasonable brute force surge through his opponent's serrated blades, numbing the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers.
"Hey! What are you doing?! She's my sister!" Tanjiro shouted angrily.
"I don't care whose sister she is! If she's a demon, I'll kill her all the same!" Inosuke refused to listen to any explanation, slashing at Tanjiro with both blades like a raging storm. His swordsmanship had no structure whatsoever, relying entirely on animal instinct, yet it was exceptionally ferocious.
"I said stop! Nezuko doesn't eat people! And the Master of the Demon Slayer Corps personally approved her!" Tanjiro tried to explain as he struggled to block. "You're carrying Nichirin Blades, so you're a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman too, right? You should know the Master's orders!"
"Huh? What Master? What Demon Slayer Corps?" Inosuke jeered loudly as he attacked wildly. "I'm not part of any Demon Slayer Corps! I just saw two guys in black in the mountains and didn't like the look of them, so I challenged them. They lost, and I took their swords. These are my spoils!"
"You took them?!" Tanjiro could hardly believe his ears. Someone had actually robbed Demon Slayer Corps members of their Nichirin Blades. "You're completely out of control!"
"Shut up! Get in my way, and I'll cut you down too!" Inosuke grew increasingly excited, his attacks coming faster and faster.
Tanjiro dared not