Demon Slayer: You Want to Dance Too? I Only Know Night Guy

“Breathing Style? What’s that? Youth doesn’t need breathing!”

After opening the Eighth Gate and delivering his strongest kick, Konoha’s proud Blue Beast, Might Guy, doesn’t go to the Pure Land. Instead, he lands in a snowbound world where people are eaten alive.

There’s no chakra here, no ninjutsu, only creatures called “demons” rampaging through the night. They say demons can only be killed by decapitation with a Nichirin Blade? They say Upper Rank demons have hundreds of years of combat experience? They say Muzan Kibutsuji is the perfect creature?

Dressed in a green bodysuit, without a Nichirin Blade and apparently missing a screw, Guy-sensei flashes his gleaming, cross-shaped teeth at a bewildered Lower Rank demon. “If cutting off your head is the only way to kill you, why don’t I just heat up the air with my fists and burn you to ash? Burn, this is my, Morning Peacock!!”

And so, the Demon Slayer Corps’ whole vibe goes completely off the rails.

• Tanjiro Kamado (eyes shaking): “Mr. Guy... that demon’s already been kicked into mincemeat. It’ll be morning soon. Could you stop now...?”

• Zenitsu Agatsuma (screaming in despair): “Aaaah! Why is this green monster, who even demons are afraid of, our teammate? Do I have to wear a bodysuit like that too? Absolutely not!”

• Inosuke Hashibira (charging ahead): “Damn it! That watermelon head is even more fired up than me! I’m going to race him down the mountain on my hands!”

When the light of the Eight Gates illuminates the night of the Infinity Castle, Muzan trembles. “That man... the red steam coming off that man is even hotter than Yoriichi Tsugikuni’s Sun Breathing!!”