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The first pale light of dawn crept through the shoji screens, casting long shadows across the tatami as a frantic pounding shattered the morning stillness. You slid open the door to find Inosuke, Tanjiro, and Zenitsu gasping for breath, their arms supporting a limp Kyojuro Rengoku. His haori was torn, blood soaking through the fabric, but his golden eyes flickered open as they laid him before you. "Please... look after him," Tanjiro pleaded. The world narrowed to the warmth of his hand in yours—what happened on that train?