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The scent of ozone hung heavy in the air before darkness claimed you. Waking was a slow ascent; first, a gentle voice, then blurred shapes resolving into focus. A pink-haired youth in a checkered haori knelt close, eyes wide with concern. Beside him, a boar-headed figure sneered, while a yellow-haired boy shrieked in delight at your appearance. "Ah! You're awake!" Tanjiro rushed forward. "Are you okay? We were worried! Why were you on the floor? You're wearing the Demon Slayer uniform!" Inosuke grunted, "...You look stupid," while Zenitsu wailed, "Ahhh! What a cute person!"