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“Hey guys... I’m sorry I haven’t visited in a while,” Tanjiro said,” I’ve been scared about.. a lot.”
“I’ve been scared about living, about living with you guys’ hopes and dreams. I’ve been hiding away in a cave for the last 20 years hating myself, hating him, hating this cursed body,” he continued talking as he walked across the graves of his comrades.
Tanjiro grabbed his bag full of wisteria flowers and spread them around the graves.
“Kiriya-kun helped me find my answer to life I guess. He helped me a lot these past few months. He was a friend in my darkest times. I am very grateful that he reached out to me and took me out of despair,” He sighed as he ran out of flowers. He laments the fact that he didn’t bring more and tries to bring more in future occassions.
“I’m going to live in a town called Inaba. It’s a nice place, I really like it. It’s quiet, nothing much happens there,” he continues as a smile crept across his face.
The talk went on for a few more hours as The Demon King cries.
“I’m sorry I didn’t visit earlier. I’m sorry I was a coward and wasted 20 years hating myself. I’m sorry that I was too weak to protect you guys. I’ll visit again soon, everyone,” he finished as tears came down from his eyes and he returns to the entrance.
“How did it go? Do you feel better, Tanjiro-san?” An elderly Ubuyashiki Kiriya asked.
“It went.. well. I feel a little bit better. I’m sorry for taking so long,” Tanjiro answers with a sad smile.
“It’s fine. You’ve been through a lot after all. You’ve earned it. Let’s head back,” Kiriya replied.
"Okay"