After learning that demons existed, Tanjuro began preparing to move.
His instincts told him that the prying eyes he had occasionally sensed late at night over the past few years had not belonged to wild animals in the mountains as he had once believed. At least, not all of them had.
Wild animals avoided people. Only those that had failed to store enough food before winter would try to attack humans to keep from starving to death in the bitter cold.
Unless they had no other choice, wild animals in the mountains would not readily spy on human homes.
But those prying eyes had appeared late at night throughout the year.
That in itself was abnormal; Tanjuro simply had not paid it any mind before.
Now that he knew demons might target his family, however, those abnormal instances of being watched left Tanjuro unable to sit still.
He could easily handle wild animals in the mountains, but he did not know whether he could cope with creatures like demons.
He had only waited until now because he had already promised Kanzaki Kumo, and because his family's circumstances really did not allow them to settle somewhere farther away.
Now that Kanzaki Kumo had arrived and said he would take them away, Tanjuro breathed a sigh of relief.
He himself only had a few years left to live, but his family still had long lives ahead of them.
Since they had prepared in advance, packing did not take much time. There was not much they actually needed to bring, either, since Kanzaki Kumo had said daily necessities were already available at the Safe House.
Though the family, accustomed to living frugally, was somewhat reluctant to leave behind their bedding and such, they did not say much.
In the end, they set off