Peach grove.
" Nezuko, over here! Over here! The peaches here are delicious!"
Zenitsu held Nezuko's hand and ran forward.
"And there are lots of white clover flowers; I'll make you a wreath then! I'm really good at making wreaths!"
"Yes! Make lots and lots of flower wreaths for me, Zenitsu!" Nezuko replied Zenitsu.
"Yahoo!"
A shout of " Zenitsu- hyung" made Zenitsu jump up with joy. Then, remembering the road conditions ahead, Zenitsu asked:
"There's a shallow river ahead, Nezuko, are you scared?"
"A river?" Nezuko stopped running and looked at Zenitsu with some concern. " Zenitsu, what should we do? I can't swim!"
Nezuko's adorable appearance made Zenitsu blush and his heart race.
"No, it's okay..."
Snowy mountains, hut.
" Takeo, let me play with the kendama!"
"No way! My older brother made this for me!"
" Takeo so stingy. What's wrong with playing around a bit?"
"I'm just..."
Tanjiro looked at his four adorable younger siblings and a smile crept onto his lips.
Sizzle!
The wooden door was pulled open.
Kie Kamado looked at Tanjiro and said, " Tanjiro, we're almost out of water. We need to cook later. Could you please fetch two buckets of water?"
"Okay!" Tanjiro stood up and replied.
After taking two empty buckets from the kitchen, Tanjiro headed towards the river.
A strange feeling lingered in Tanjiro's mind, but Tanjiro couldn't pinpoint what was wrong with it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a strange red wooden box lying quietly in the woods.
Tanjiro instinctively looked in that direction.
However, there was nothing there except dead trees and snow.
Am I seeing things?
Tanjiro shook his head and continued walking towards the river.
They quickly reached the river, Tanjiro skillfully picked up a bucket to scoop water.
The river flowed gently, and a figure emerged from beneath the surface.
Tanjiro's gaze followed the figure, his pupils contracting slightly.
That is...
Another version of yourself!
puff!
Tanjiro fell into the river. The river, which was not deep to begin with, seemed to have no bottom at this moment, and Tanjiro continued to fall.
Tanjiro under the river grasped Tanjiro's hands, his eyes fixed intently on Tanjiro's eyes.
"Wake up! Wake up! This is a dream! Everyone is under attack! Wake up! Quickly..."
The words kept echoing in Tanjiro's mind.
Memories flooded back like a tide.
Right, I should be on the train. I'm here on a mission on the Mugen Train!
Tanjiro's eyes snapped open.
Inside the warm room, the meal was laid out on the small dining table in front of Tanjiro.
"Brother, can I have some of your pickled radishes?"
Before Tanjiro could reply, Delia objected, "No! You can't do this every time! You've already had a bowl of rice, and then..."
Unaware of the argument that his younger siblings were arguing behind him, Tanjiro felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He's not awake! He hasn't woken up!
what to do?
How can I wake up?
This ghost's ability is probably to induce dreams in people. If they don't wake up, everyone will eventually be killed by the ghost!
Tanjiro's gaze inexplicably focused on the chopsticks on the table.
With trembling hands, she gently picked up the chopsticks.
One end of the chopsticks is pointing towards one's head.
No... it's okay!
This is a dream!
I won't die! I won't die!!
laugh--!
Tanjiro suddenly sat up from his train seat, panting heavily.
Tanjiro was delighted by the surrounding environment.
I woke up on my own!
His gaze turned toward Inosuke.
Suddenly, each of them had an unfamiliar person by their side, and that person was connected to Inosuke and the others by a rope.
Tanjiro quickly looked down at his hands.
He noticed that he Ueya, with the other end of the rope connected to a person he didn't recognize.
Tanjiro raised his hand and gently sniffed the rope a few times.
This is?
The aura of a ghost!
Although he didn't know what the rope was for, Tanjiro immediately untied it from his hands.
He then quickly went to Inosuke's side and untied the ropes binding Inosuke.
" Inosuke, wake up! Wake up, Inosuke!"
Tanjiro placed his hands on Inosuke's shoulders and shook him repeatedly, but Inosuke showed no signs of waking up.
Seeing this, Tanjiro frowned deeply.
Is it impossible to wake them up in real life?
In other words, the only option is to find that ghost and kill it!
Tanjiro's eyes gradually hardened.
His gaze swept over Zenitsu and Kyojuro.
First, they untied the ropes binding their hands, then they went to the box and opened it.
Tanjiro reached out and patted Nezuko as she emerged from the box.
" Nezuko, your brother is going to slay demons! See if you can wake the others up. If you can't, then try to protect everyone!"
Nezuko glanced at the others, then looked back and nodded seriously.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Seeing this, Tanjiro gave a slightly more relaxed smile.
Although there are some concerns about whether Nezuko can successfully protect the others.
But there's no other way now.
Tanjiro quickly walked towards the other carriages.
As soon as the carriage door was opened, a stench unique to ghosts assaulted the nostrils.
Tanjiro couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his nose.
It stinks! Didn't you smell it because the carriage was enclosed?
Tanjiro slightly raised his head.
Judging from the direction the smell is coming from, is it coming from above?
With a quick grab on the roof of the carriage, Tanjiro easily climbed onto the roof.
My gaze was naturally drawn to the figure that shouldn't have been on the roof of the car.
Black, medium-length hair, a long black coat and white striped trousers, and words etched into his eyes.
Lower Rank One - Enmu!
Enmu raised her hand to greet Tanjiro: "Good morning! But... why are you awake? I clearly gave you a pleasant dream, or do you actually prefer nightmares?"
Ignoring Enmu's words, Tanjiro tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade.
" Water Breathing!"
The Nichirin Blade danced lightly in front of him, and the azure water flowed in mid-air.
" The Tenth Form, Constant Flux!"
With a soft thud, Tanjiro charged straight toward Enmu.
The two were some distance apart. Taking advantage of the moment when the Demon Slayer charged at them, Enmu's gaze swept over the Demon Slayer from head to toe.
Her gaze stopped when it fell on the Nichirin earring on Tanjiro's ear.
Is this the Demon Slayer that Lord Muzan ordered us to find?
My luck... is really good!
Enmu's lips curled into an uncontrollable smile.
Seeing the Demon Slayer rushing towards her, Enmu gently raised her left hand, and a mouth opened on the back of her hand.
"Sleep now!"
Strange words emanated from the mouth on the back of the hand, spreading out invisibly.
Tanjiro immediately fell into a deep sleep, and the enhanced Tenth Form, which he had been using all along, dissipated along with the loss of its power.
it's over...
Watching the Demon Slayer being blown backward by the gale, Enmu murmured to himself.
The next moment.
Enmu's eyes narrowed abruptly as she saw the Demon Slayer in front of her open his eyes again, and his body, which had been leaning back, stood up as he was reinfused with power.
The unexpected scene left Enmu slightly stunned.
My Blood Demon Art failed?
Water Breathing - First Form!
Looking into the determined eyes of the boy before her, Enmu seemed to understand something.
No, my Blood Demon Art didn't fail. It's just that the Demon Slayer in front of me committed suicide as soon as he entered the dream, which is why my Blood Demon Art seemed useless!
" Water Surface Slash!"
Tanjiro roared, his Nichirin Blade slashing towards Enmu with a shimmering, watery sheen.
The arduous training of the past few days was evident at this moment.
Before Enmu could fully dodge, the Nichirin Blade slashed across Enmu's neck.
Looking at the head rolling on the roof of the car, Tanjiro felt a little unreal.
He just cut off Lower Rank One's head like that?
Why does it feel like his strength might not be stronger than that demon on Mount Natagumo?
Or is it that I've become much stronger recently?
Or perhaps, is this all just a dream?
Did Lower Rank One make him dream of killing him?
Just as Tanjiro was contemplating whether to commit suicide, countless pieces of flesh and blood suddenly erupted from the roof of the car where his head was located.