"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅"
The New Year had just arrived, and the Kamado family was looking forward to spending it with their dear friends, the Tokito...
Tsuki stumbled upon Muichiro and Kanao in the backyard. As she approached, she noticed Muichiro with a bewildered expression and Kanao with a look of wonder. Curious, she followed their gaze and was awestruck by what she saw, mirroring Zenitsu's tendency to become overwhelmed by powerful stimuli.
The other Hashira quickly joined Tsuki to find Muichiro and Kanao in the backyard. "What's going on here?" Sanemi barked, his abrasive personality on full display. As they all gathered around, they couldn't help but be intrigued by the sight in front of them.
(Insert Yoriichi theme for an immersive experience)
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(Think of it as Tanjiro dancing with his sword lit in flames)
Tanjiro was gracefully twirling in the snow, his blades ablaze with flames, performing the Hinokami Kagura dance. The Hashira stood in awe, mesmerized by the beauty of his movements. Muichiro, on the other hand, was on his knees, tears streaming down his face as he watched the dance, memories flooding back of his own father attempting to imitate it. Despite the tears, he couldn't help but laugh at the fond memory of his father's playful attempts at the dance.
Mitsuri couldn't contain her excitement, "Wow! It's so pretty! Tanjiro is amazing!" Uzui, known for his flamboyant personality, expressed his admiration in his own unique way, "Oh, this is beyond fabulous! The coordination and execution of the dance are flawless!" Giyu, being the reserved type, asked a practical question, "Is it related to flame breathing?" Rengoku, always confident in his knowledge, replied, "No, those flames are hotter than flame breathing. I think it is Sun Breathing!" Sanemi, never one to hold back his opinions, interjected, "He did say he used Sun Breathing, didn't he?" Finally, Shinobu, known for her logical thinking, questioned, "But it's so cold outside. How is he able to perform in such conditions?"
"It has been so long......" Muichiro said in a half-broken voice. Tsuki ran towards him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Muichiro, are you okay?" Tsuki said. She looked at his face; he had some tears running down his cheek but with a small smile. "5 years, five fucking years since I have seen him doing it," Muichiro said.
Tanjiro's dance in the snow continued, the flames on his blades illuminating the night sky. The Hashira's watched in awe as the dance seemed to become more intense with each passing moment. The snow around them melted away, and the ground became scorched as the flames grew hotter. Despite the freezing temperature, Tanjiro's body glowed with warmth and determination as he continued his dance. The silence of the night was broken only by the sound of the flames and the rhythm of the dance, creating an otherworldly atmosphere that left everyone speechless.
