“I…
what I mean is…
I want to stand up…”
“Stand…
oh!
But Sister, are you really okay?
Your injuries are so severe…”
Tanjirou breathed a sigh of relief after understanding Chika’s meaning, but he was still worried about her body.
After all, anyone would be hesitant after seeing the state of Chika’s injuries.
Chika shook her head to indicate she was fine.
She actually didn’t feel much pain; it was just difficult to move.
After hesitating for a moment, Tanjirou nodded.
He carefully lowered Chika from his back.
Chika’s feet touched the ground, but her legs had no strength, and she almost fell.
Fortunately, Tanjirou and Nezuko each took a side and held Chika steady.
This…
this…
this…
this is so embarrassing.
Chika lowered her head, her face turning slightly red.
Before this, she truly hadn’t expected that she would one day need to be supported by others.
In her past life, she had been an athlete who could easily perform a backflip on the spot.
“Sister, are you alright?!”
“I’m fine, my legs are just weak.”
After steadying herself on the ground, Chika panted heavily as she struggled to maintain her sense of balance.
In the eyes of Tanjirou and Nezuko, it looked as though Chika was in pain from her wounds.
But in the eyes of the doctor before them, it was simply the height of absurdity.
He had already assumed the girl before him wasn’t actually injured at all but was instead playing a prank on him.
“Kids these days…
I won’t hold a grudge this time.
Just go, stop bothering me.” The doctor waved his hand at the three of them, then turned back into his house and closed the door.
Seeing this, Tanjirou thought about knocking on the door again to beg the doctor to treat his sister, but he was stopped by Chika.
“Sister?”
“It’s fine, I probably don’t need a doctor.”
Although Chika’s words weren’t very convincing given her wobbly state, Tanjirou still believed her.
There was no other reason than the fact that Chika was his sister.
After leaving the doctor’s residence, Tanjirou still wanted to return to their home on the mountain to collect and bury the bodies of his mother and younger brothers.
Both Chika and Nezuko agreed, but before that, Tanjirou went to another place first.
About ten minutes later, Tanjirou ran out of a woodworking shop, pushing a simple wooden wheelchair with both hands.
“Sister, use this for now!”
Tanjirou chuckled.
He naturally wouldn’t let his sister walk all the way back; the wheelchair was the solution he had come up with.
This wooden wheelchair wasn’t cheap, and Tanjirou didn’t have much money on him, but he was on good terms with many of the shopkeepers.
The owner of the woodworking shop readily allowed Tanjirou to buy it on credit, to be paid once Tanjirou returned from the mountain with money.
Looking at Tanjirou’s smile, Chika lowered her head, unable to help but sigh inwardly that Tanjirou was truly too ‘yasashii’.
Although there are many ‘yasashii’ guys in anime, Tanjirou’s level of kindness was indeed enough to stand out among many male protagonists.
Seeing what looked like a smile on Chika’s face, Tanjirou became even happier.
At the same time, he secretly vowed to protect both his elder and younger sisters.
Chika sat in the wheelchair while Tanjirou pushed it.
Nezuko followed happily by their side with squinted eyes as the three slowly returned to the wooden cabin in the mountains.
Upon returning to the cabin and seeing the bodies of their family, a heavy atmosphere shrouded them once again.
Tanjirou silently walked back into the house, carried out his mother, younger brothers, and younger sister, and buried them in holes he dug near the house.
Tanjirou pressed his hands together and closed his eyes to pray for his family, vowing in his heart to avenge them and find a way to restore Nezuko to a normal human.
After finishing his prayers, Tanjirou turned back to Chika and Nezuko.
He had originally intended to say “Let’s go,” but then it occurred to him that he hadn’t clearly explained to his sister exactly what had happened.
Tanjirou then briefly explained meeting Tomioka Giyu and what Giyuu had told him, using his own words to tell Chika.
While speaking, he carefully observed the expression on Chika’s face, deeply afraid that his sister wouldn’t be able to handle it.
Although in his memory Sister Chika was a very gentle person who was accepting of new things, no matter how strong one’s ability to accept things was, no one could guarantee their mental state when faced with the existence of ‘Demons’.
“That’s how it is.
Tomioka said to go find an old man named Urokodaki Sakonji.
In order to avenge our family, I must become strong too.”
As Tanjirou spoke, he couldn’t help but clench his fists.
Chika, in front of him, lowered her head.
Tanjirou thought Chika was feeling unwell or had developed an aversion to the matter of demons.
Just as he was about to comfort her, Chika took a deep breath and looked up.
“Then let’s go.
Let’s find Urokodaki Sakonji.
I’ll go and learn with you.” Sitting in the wheelchair, Chika’s eyes shimmered with light.
Tanjirou was startled.
He had hoped to settle his elder sister somewhere safe and take Nezuko to find Urokodaki Sakonji by themselves.
It wasn’t that he thought Chika would hold them back; he was simply concerned about Chika’s physical condition.
“Sister, you should rest more.
I’ll work hard.”
Tanjirou tried to persuade Chika in a bit of a fluster, but how could Chika just lie in a wheelchair and watch the protagonist grind through the story while she stayed AFK until the end?
Although she found being sent to this world too sudden and felt some resentment, now that she was here, there was no reason to do nothing.
Chika could still faintly feel the original owner’s feelings of despair and powerlessness when facing Muzan.
Being unable to do anything, watching her mother and younger brother die before her eyes, and then being coldly slaughtered by Muzan herself.
Muzan claimed to be a natural disaster.
Being killed by him was like being caught in a rainstorm, a gale, an earthquake, a tsunami, or a volcanic eruption—no one would seek revenge against such disasters, and he was just another kind of disaster.
It was perfectly normal to be killed by him, and if one survived his hands, they should consider themselves lucky to have kept their life…
Just thinking about it made her furious!!!
Sitting in the wheelchair, just the thought of it made Chika so angry she wanted to rush in front of Muzan immediately and tell him, “You’re full of crap!” before slicing him into pieces.
Chika took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
She knew she had to stay calm; she couldn’t do anything yet.
The current priority was to adapt to her body and then practice the Hinokami Kagura.
She truly looked forward to the future meeting with Muzan, where she would hold a red nichirin blade, head lowered, walking toward him step by step while saying, “What exactly do you think life is!”
Muzan’s expression would surely be quite interesting.
At this thought, a sinister smile appeared on Chika’s face.
Tanjirou, seeing this from beside her, blinked blankly.