Not long before.
After Kanzaki Kumo left the carriage, Kanae grew rather worried.
Especially after the carriage had traveled a short distance away, the tremendous commotion behind them, like a mountain torrent bursting forth, made her worry even more.
But before leaving, Kanzaki Kumo had told her to look after the people in the carriage, and given her strength, rushing over now might only distract him.
So she went outside the carriage and watched the sky intently, waiting until daybreak was near before heading to where Kanzaki Kumo was.
Time ticked by, and a faint light began to show on the horizon.
Unable to sit still any longer, Kanae said a word to the Kakushi, jumped down from the carriage, and ran back.
Leaving the Kakushi alone, utterly bewildered in the wind.
Kakushi: Wait, there are two demons in the carriage!
Halfway there, Kanae heard the commotion ahead die down, and her heart rose into her throat.
The sun had already begun to rise, so the demon must have left.
But what about Kanzaki Kumo?
Anxious and worried, she quickened her steps even further.
Then, from a distance, she saw a bloodstained figure sitting in the middle of the road.
He wore a torn haori that she had sewn herself.
"Kanzaki-kun!"
Kanae called out instinctively.
As she drew closer, Kanae could make out Kanzaki Kumo's back.
His upper body tilted slightly to the left, supported by his seemingly unharmed left arm. His haori and the Demon Slayer Corps uniform beneath it were both torn open, exposing his blood-covered back. His right arm hung at an unnatural angle, and even his shoulder looked somewhat deformed.
Hearing Kanae's call, Kanzaki Kumo turned sideways, bringing his blood-covered profile into her view as well.
Unfortunately, with injuries all down his right side, Kanzaki