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"Rengoku-san! You’re going to set the trees on fire at this rate!"

Kyojuro turned to see Tanjiro Kamado standing at the edge of the clearing, looking both awestruck and slightly worried. "Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba" Flame Hashira ...

"Young Kamado! Excellent timing!" Kyojuro boomed, sheathing his sword with a sharp clack . "The trees are resilient, but your spirit must be even more so! Tell me, have you mastered the basics of your breathing today?" "Rengoku-san

The sun had not yet touched the horizon, but Kyojuro Rengoku was already a bonfire of motion. Excellent timing

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.

He stopped, his chest rising and falling in a steady, powerful rhythm. A wide, unshakeable grin sat on his face. To Kyojuro, every breath was a gift, and every gift was to be used in service of the weak.