"Hey Tanjiro!" Said one of the civilians in the village where he was selling charcoal. "Hello!" He joyously replied. "Hey Tanjiro! Are you selling charcoal today?" "Yes I am; Would you like some?" "Yes please!" "Hey me too!" "Hey Tanjiro, thank you for fixing my sliding doors the other day! And I'd like some charcoal too!"
Right before Tanjiro was about to sell the charcoal, a blooded and bruised young man came crawling out of a building, holding a cloth of some sort while an angry looking older woman followed close behind. "Tanjiro! You came just in time! I've been accused of breaking this plate!" The young man said while unfolding the cloth he had originally had in his hand. "Sniff it!" He impatiently ordered.
Tanjiro had a very good sense of smell. So when he sniffed the shattered plate, "I smell a cat." He said. "Oh my, I guess I was the cat." said the older woman. "See! I told you!"
At the end of the day, Tanjiro had sold out all of the charcoal in his pack and was now getting ready to go back up the mountain.
"You're not going back up the mountain this late are you? It's nightfall!"
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•The Ice Hashira • t. kamado
AcciónTanjiro's family has been brutally murdered and his sister is now a demon. Fortunately, he meets a powerful hashira who helps him beside his side on his journey to kill the one that murdered his family and to turn his sister back into a human. What...
