The Nichirin Blade Wants to Go on Strike

After the battle in the Infinity Castle, the gravely injured Water Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps was rushed by the support team to the Butterfly Mansion for treatment.

The strange occurrences seemed to begin that very day.

Though he was clearly staying in a room by himself, every night the Water Hashira heard footsteps beside his bed. The breathing nearby was quick and restless, and he could feel cold fingers poking hard at his forehead.

"Seriously, you have no conscience.

"Ever since you joined the Demon Slayer Corps, I've diligently stayed by your side, accompanying you from the lowest-ranked member all the way to becoming the Water Hashira. And what do you do? You break me! Don't blame it on the other guy's strong fists and strength. How about reflecting on yourself first?

"You didn't even bring me along for the final battle. You just picked up some random sword and went off to chop that bastard up. Did you think I was useless because I was broken?

"Huh... You're asking who I am?"

The girl, whose eyes were the same deep blue as his, blinked.

"I'm your Nichirin Blade!"

■ Reader's Guide:

1. A Nichirin Blade turned into a person: a clueless little girl, in a slow-paced, everyday-life story.

2. An epilogue set after the original story ends, around 200,000 characters.

3. My typos are as impressive as my OOC writing (proud) (smug) (chin held high).

Theme: Learning how to love in every ordinary moment