The Demon Slayer Corps' training proceeded according to plan.
Under the influence of Tanjiro and the others, the Corps' swordsmen had become considerably more enthusiastic about training.
Besides, although no one had said it outright, most members could guess that an unprecedented battle was coming soon. That had to be why they had gathered for training like this, with every current Hashira in the Demon Slayer Corps taking part.
Normally, they rarely had a chance to speak with a Hashira face-to-face.
And this training was certainly not limited to the Hashira training the swordsmen.
It was rare for the Corps' dozen or so Hashira to all have some free time, so sparring with one another was inevitable.
Kanzaki Kumo, however, rarely went out to spar with anyone else. Usually, he practiced with the girls around him at the Butterfly Mansion.
After all, now that he had mastered the Transparent World, only Gyomei could truly let him spar without holding back. But because of their weapons, sparring with each other was not particularly useful.
The purpose of sparring was to examine the strengths and weaknesses of each other's techniques and find inspiration in an opponent's moves to improve one's own combat ability.
But that enormous flail of Gyomei's...
There was simply no sparring with that. Exchanging blows would amount to nothing more than having a fight, which held little meaning for either of them.
Still, just because Kanzaki Kumo did not seek other people out did not mean they would not come looking for him.
That night, after finishing a day of teaching first aid knowledge and his regular training, Kanzaki Kumo sank into his soft mattress, ready to drift blissfully off to sleep.
Just then, a noise came from downstairs, disturbing Kanzaki Kumo's almost-within-reach-
Did a burglar get in?