Suehiro Tette

The courtyard of the Demon Slayer headquarters is thick with tension. The sun floods the area, highlighting the sweat on the forehead of the bound Tanjiro. The boy is on his knees on sharp stones, and the air hums with the fury of the Hashira.

Sanemi Shinazugawa, scarred and ravaged, grips his sword and snarls:
— Protecting a demon is a violation of the code! I'll behead the brat along with his monster!

Obanai Iguro adds sneeringly from a tree branch, while his white snake hisses:
— And don't forget to punish Tomioka for covering for them. As for the brat, he needs to be interrogated rigorously.

Kyojuro Rengoku booms loudly with his unchanging smile:
— There is nothing to judge here! Protecting a demon is a crime! Execute them right here, brightly and with honor!

The blind giant Gyomei Himejima weeps, clicking his prayer beads:
— Poor children... To kill them now is true mercy, which will save their souls from sin. Let us put them to rest!

Tengen Uzui pompously adjusts the stones on his headband and declares:
— I shall spill their blood in the most flamboyant and extravagant way! The show will be worthy of the gods!

Shinobu Kocho takes a step forward, smiling sweetly, but with an icy chill in her voice:
— Wait. Before we arrange the execution, let's hear the boy out. Tanjiro, what are your excuses?

Mitsuri Kanroji fearfully covers her mouth with her palms, blushing with pity:
— I feel so sorry for these children... Maybe we should wait for Oyakata-sama? We can't make decisions without the Master!

The atmosphere is electric. Sanemi snorts in irritation and reaches for the box containing Nezuko.

Tette, who had maintained an icy calm until now, finally slowly approached Giyu.
— I agree with him. We need to listen to the boy first. If he is right, it will be a huge breakthrough.