Tradition

Hello and welcome to another one-shot.

Keep in mind, this was posted on fanfiction.net before being posted here so if something doesn't make sense, it's because of that (you can go look me up on that site if you want; same username)

First of all: SPOILER ALERT IF YOU'RE NOT UP TO DATE WITH THE MANGA. (Chapter 173 at the time this was posted)

Consider yourselves warned.

This takes place after the fight against Muzan and the demons inside the demon fortress.

It can be considered a continuation of my first fic for this fandom 'Visiting the fallen' but it can be read on its own as well.

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy.

On with the chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kimetsu no Yaiba.

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As he walked along the new headquarters of the demon slayer corps, Tanjiro couldn't help but notice how similar it was to the previous one, if it wasn't for the fact that he was present when the old one exploded he would think that it was the same one.

'I see what they mean by the headquarters been well hidden.' He thought, remembering how he had to travel to get here.

Similar to when he was taken to the village of the blacksmiths, several kakushi kept exchanging him after making sure he was blindfolded and that the ear and nose plugs were placed correctly.

The major difference was that every once in a while, he was left in what he can only assume is a box inside a train that another kakushi will open and retrieve him from. He counted this process been repeated five times before the final kakushi placed him down, removed the objects that blocked three of his five senses and told him to follow a crow's indications for the final stretch.

While he was remembering his strange journey he had made it to a replica of the garden he was brought to back when everyone first found out about Nezuko.

"Oh, Tanjiro!" Someone called out.

"Uzui-san!" Tanjiro said as he waved at the retired pillar. "How have you been?"

"Can't complain, retirement life suits me." The 'god of festivities' replied. "That's not to say that I don't keep myself in shape, I am still the most flamboyant around these parts."

"Ah, Tanjiro-kun." Someone else said his name and he turned to see a pink haired woman waving at him.

"Kanroji-san." He waved back and felt a chill down his spine when he saw the snake pillar, Iguro Obanai, glaring at him. The two must have been talking as he was standing near Kanroji.

Aside from them, most of the pillars and other people that were invited were there.

The wind pillar, Sanemi, seemed to be having an argument with Giyu, although the latter just kept a blank face and...

'Oh, Giyu-san is offering him ohagi.' Tanjiro noticed as he picked up the scent of the bag the water pillar was holding. 'They should be able to get along better with this.'

While he thought that the younger of the Shinazugawa brothers seemed to be trying to stop the older one from starting a fight.

Himejima was standing near the three while praying, probably in case things get out of hand.

The only pillar that wasn't present was Tokito Muichiro, since Tamayo was still tending to his wounds.

Aside from them there was also the former flame pillar Rengoku Shinjuro, Kyojuro's father.