"Rengoku-san! You’re going to set the trees on fire at this rate!"
As they sat together, the orange light of the true sunrise began to bleed through the branches, matching the vibrant haori draped over Kyojuro's shoulders. For a moment, the world felt safe. The demons were still out there, lurking in the shadows of the coming night, but as long as the Flame Hashira stood tall, the darkness stood no chance. "Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba" Flame Hashira ...
The sun had not yet touched the horizon, but Kyojuro Rengoku was already a bonfire of motion. "Rengoku-san
Kyojuro walked over and placed a heavy, warm hand on the boy's shoulder. His gaze was intense—not like a predator, but like a hearth that kept the winter at bay. "Flickering is not failure, boy! Even the greatest sun is obscured by clouds at times. But the sun does not stop existing! You must set your heart ablaze. When your muscles scream, you yell louder! When your mind doubts, you let your soul take the lead!" The demons were still out there, lurking in
Kyojuro turned to see Tanjiro Kamado standing at the edge of the clearing, looking both awestruck and slightly worried.