In the past, Tsugikuni Yoriichi once said to the Kamado Family ancestor, Kamado Tanji, "All those who reach the pinnacle will arrive at the same endpoint. Even though times change, and what each person experiences cannot be compared, they will eventually all reach the same endpoint."
In the original work, ten days before Tanjuro's death, he took Tanjiro and Nezuko up the mountain to hunt bears. Even when death was imminent, he could easily slay a massive bear without emitting any killing intent, slicing through its tree-like thick neck as easily as Breathing.
At that time, Tanjuro said to Tanjiro, "It's a domain."
What domain?
"When all distractions in the mind are emptied, a transparent world will unfold before your eyes."
Thus it was defined as the — Transparent World!
Roy raised an eyebrow, not surprised at being seen through by his father... Just like how the Demon Slayer Mark can be contagious, once one is activated, a whole lot will appear like "resonance"... When Tanjuro gracefully danced in the Transparent World, his sensory and insight capabilities greatly enhanced, it would be strange if nothing unusual was detected.
"That's not the Transparent World." Roy sat cross-legged, took a sip of the hot tea Tanjuro handed over, and said, "I am different from father, just as father is different from grandfather, and grandfather from the ancestor. Every generation of the Kamado Family understands the 'Dance of the Fire God' differently."
Just like the "sun" has myriad faces, warm in winter, scorching in summer, capable of baking the earth into drought, yet also nurturing life, thriving vibrantly.
Tanjuro poured himself a cup of hot tea, warmed his hands by holding it, carefully pondering Roy's words, and after a while, looked at him contentedly, saying, "In these few months you've been away, you indeed have gained some insights."
"It's true what you said, people are different, and you cannot use your own experiences to measure another person's life."
"It's just a pity, Eiichiro... there's not much time left for you."
Tanjuro raised three fingers: "At most three years... as you might have sensed earlier, this body will reach its limit."
The man spoke as if talking about the most commonplace thing, smiling indifferently: "When the time comes, I'll leave this family in your hands."
"I don't want it," the boy refused without a second thought,
drank the hot tea his father handed over in one gulp, got up neatly, and went back to the house to sleep....
Leaving only one sentence, tossed into the wind and snow, sticking to the warm stove, sent into Tanjuro's ears——
"To father, three years is not enough, to me, three years is enough."
The boy left resolutely, even a bit determined,,, Tanjuro quietly watched Roy brave the wind and snow, close the door, feeling both pleased and somewhat uncomfortable, eventually turning into long-lasting silence...
"Tenjiro, perhaps that child really has a way..." Kie Kamado just put Hua Zi to sleep, poking her head out: "Why not trust him once."
Tanjuro smiled bitterly, it's not about trust.
"He's stubborn, has had his own ideas since he was young, even if you tell him, he'll still go his own way, doing things according to his ideas..."
As for stopping him, just with this body of his, he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to....
Tanjuro suddenly recalled the two Divine Fires flickering in the boy's eyes earlier, truly like two rising suns.
"Whimper..." The wind and snow extinguished the last lamp in the Kamado household... yet failed to extinguish a single lamp in the Zoldyck household, because they are electric lights.
Kukuroo Mountain.
While Roy, through Deep Sleep, was still immersed in the world of Demon Slayer,
in the parallel universe of the Hunter World.
Ever since Ilumi got his father Silva's notebook from Roy, he holed up in his bedroom, not sleeping night after night.
He sat at the desk, staring into the mirror, with the notebook spread open on the desk, the pages flipped to the section about [Ren]'s knowledge and cultivation experience, with emphasis on "questioning the heart" circled in red.
It explained, "To learn [Ren], one must first question their own heart, deeply dig into their desires, determine what they most want deep down, and then use that as a base to develop their [Ren], as this will be the most suitable path..."
Thus, Ilumi kept thinking 'What is in my heart?'
'What do I desire the most deep down?'
'What if... it is not a thing, then what?'
For two days and nights, just idly sitting there...
From initial confusion to the first spark of light in his hollow eyes, then to determination on his path... at 3:30 in the morning, Ilumi finally opened the drawer, took out the emergency kit always prepared for missions, opened it, took out a suture needle, imbuing it with "Nen", comparing it to the mirror, and then...
A single needle was not enough, two needles, not enough, three needles... after a dozen stitches, a handsome little face appeared in the mirror.
He had a strong jawline, a high nose bridge, a pair of sword-like eyebrows slightly bending at the end, a hint of gentleness amidst the heroism, a perfect replica of Roy!
'Nissan...' Ilumi gazed blankly at his own reflection.....
After a while, he pressed his face against the mirror, propped up his chin for a closer comparison, the previously empty eyes never shone so bright.
'No, still not perfect.' The boy admired for a moment, then discontentedly waved his hand, causing the face to ripple back to its original form... The foolish Mamen Bean pondered again, then restarted with another face.
He sported a stylish stubble, eight-character eyebrows, short hair, an upturned nose tip, a slightly melancholic gaze, pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge, and respectfully said to the reflection, "Young Master."
Mirroring Roy's personal butler Wutong to the letter.
The only difference was... this "Wutong" seemed a bit disdainful of himself, after setting the look, unwilling to spare another glance, walked out the door, rounded the corner, strolled through the corridor, jumped out the window, landing in front of Roy's bed.
Quietly watching for a while, he invoked [Zetsu], concealed his presence, climbed onto the bed, laid face to face with Roy, silently pulled out a Nen Needle from his bosom...
'Want to... I really want to possess him....'
Ilumi trembled with excitement, his whites of the eyes rolling upward, as he stabbed the needle in....
Next, he was greeted by a forceful kick from Roy!
With a "Bang~" he crashed through the door, sent flying...
"Could you dial back your perverted control urges..."
Even across two worlds, that stench is perceivable... Two suns shone in Roy's eyes, seeing through Ilumi's disguise in an instant, flipping out of bed, chased out, grabbing him mid-air by the collar, dragged under the willow tree, delivering a solid beating, finally stuffing him into the ground, tearing his nightshirt to make a rope, tying him up, hanging him beneath the willow tree!
A whipping,
awoke quite a few....
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Silva served Killua asleep, eyes instantly opened, teleporting to the window,
the weather was cold, Zeno just back from a mission, as usual, went to see the old man first, paused in the corridor,
In a dim small room, the cartoon played for 24 hours, Maha rocked the chair, tapping on the armrest, chuckling...
"Brotherly love, how nice... how nice..."