"Don't let your feelings cloud your judgement!"— Krillin, Dragon Ball

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  Tanjiro was a bit frustrated seeing Roy in the mood for snacks while they were on su important mission.

  "Hey, Roy-nii-san, we're supposed to be looking for Muzan Kibutsuji!" he reminded Roy.

  "What's the rush? ...Do you want one?" Roy offered Tanjiro a skewer of dango.

  The sweet aroma made Tanjiro's mouth water.

  He wao refuse, but his growling stomach betrayed him.

  "Yes, please," Tanjiro nodded, accepting the dango and taking a bite.

  "Mmm! So good!" he excimed after the first bite.

  The group tiheir leisurely stroll, enjoying the sights and snacks.

  They had explored almost the entire bustling street.

  Suddenly, Tanjiro caught a whiff of an indescribable st.

  He froze, his takoyaki slipping from his grasp.

  "Onii-, you shouldn't waste food like that!" Nezuko swiftly caught the takoyaki and scolded Tanjiro while pg her hands on her hips.

  "It seems Muzan Kibutsuji has appeared," Roy said, Tanjiro's rea. He khat Tanjiro must have sensed Muzan's presence.

  "Really? Muzan Kibutsuji is here?" Shinobu asked eagerly.

  "Yes. Tanjiro, lead the way," Roy instructed, patting Tanjiro's shoulder, bringing him back to his senses.

  "Ah! Okay!"

  Roy sighe Demon Syers and the Hashira to follow.

  Led by Tanjiro, they arrived at a sheltered alleyway.

  At the entraood a woman and her daughter. Rhem as the wife and child of the humay Muzan had assumed.

  This meant Muzan was nearby.

  "The st is getting stronger. He must be ianjiro said, pointing towards the alley with a serious expression.

  Roy turo Shinobu. "Shinobu-san, have the Demon Syers evacuate the civilians. And bring those two with you as well," he said, gesturing towards the woman and her daughter.

  "Yes, Roy-sama!" Shinobu replied ao carry out his orders.

  "Let's go inside," Roy said, leading the others into the alley.

  The dark alley was filthy and littered with debris. The pale moonlight cast an eerie glow.

  Thick, crimson blood staihe ground, sending chills down their spines.

  At the end of the alley, a figure stood amidst several bodies lying in pools of blood.

  "Please, don't kill me... don't kill me..." a burly man pleaded, his face torted with terror as he looked at the merciless Demon before him.

  He and his panions had inteo rob and assault passersby.

  But this man had brutally murdered his friends.

  The man's eyes were filled with despair.

  Muzan Kibutsuji, however, seemed to relish the man's pleas.

  Over the turies, he had entered tless individuals who foolishly challenged him. He reveled in their cries for mercy before ending their lives.

  Just as he was about to kill the maiced a group of people approag from behind.

  "Well, well, Muzan Kibutsuji, enjoying yourself, are we?" Roy taunted, Muzan, who was dressed like Michael Ja.

  "What? That's Muzan Kibutsuji?"

  "Is that what Muzan Kibutsuji looks like?"

  "Damn that Demon! He's killed again!"

  "We must kill him today!"

  ...

  The Demon Syers behind Roy murmured amongst themselves.

  Muzan's eyes narrowed as his name was called out.

  He turo see a group of people in Demon Syer uniforms.

  His heart pounded as he realized he was surrounded. An urge to flee surged within him.

  "Muzan Kibutsuji, don't even think about esg. You won't get away! The turies-long feud between the Demon Syer Corps and Demons will eoday," Gyomei Himejima decred, his hands csped together, tears streaming down his face.

  "Roy-sama, please allow me to sy Muzan Kibutsuji!" Sanemi Shinazugaleaded, kneeling before Roy.

  After being soundly defeated by Saeko, Sanemi had beuch more subdued.

  "Step aside, Sanemi. You're no match for him," Roy said, waving him away.

  Sanemi ched his fists, frustration burning in his eyes, but he obeyed.

  "How did you find me?" Muzan demanded, bewildered.

  For over a thousand years, he had lived among humans without ever beied by the Demon Syer Corps.

  How had they suddenly found him?

  "Hmph, it doesn't matter how we found you. All you o know is that today is the day you die!" Shinobu sneered.

  "Heh... You think you kill me? Your Demon Syer Corps has only retly mao kill an Upper Rank" Muzan scoffed.

  Indeed, in the past thousand years, many Hashira had died at the hands of the Upper Ranks, And only few Upper Rank had ever been sin.

  The Hashira felt a pang of shame. Muzan's words were true.

  "Hmph! This time is different. Our new leader is a Devil. He will definitely kill you!" Mitsuri decred, her faith in Roy unwavering.

  "Oh? A Devil, you say?"

  Muzan finally focused his attention on Roy, who stood at the forefront.

  As he looked at Roy, a sense of dread washed over him. He felt as if this man could effortlessly end his life.

  "Alright, who wants to go first?" Roy asked the girls, cutting off Muzan's rambling.

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