The Basement

Hiroto then spoke up, "Let's not do this here."

*cough cough* The boar person coughed out as he slowly stood up. "I see, so you want to do this barehanded then? My bad, well then let's fight." The boar said once more before jumping off the ground and rushing towards Hiroto.

*fwoosh* Hiroto dodged his high kick as he strafed backward. "Tanjiro, I'm starting to sense a pattern here. I know it's taboo to fight other Demon Slayers… but it should be fine if no one tells them right?" Hiroto said while casually redirecting the boar person's attacks to the side.

"None of you should be fighting!" Tanjiro shouted out. He then looked towards the boar person and yelled out, "You shouldn't be attacking so recklessly! Your ribs were fractured when you were kicked, so stop before you cause even more damage to your body!"

"Hahahaha, nothing can top the pleasure of this moment!" The person yelled out. "Stop dodging already and fight back!"

'All of his attacks seem to be low to the ground, it's like fighting a four-legged animal.' Hiroto thought. "Fight back? Let me indulge you for a second then." Hiroto then said, before suddenly raising his foot straight up and kicking him straight in the forehead. *Boom* *crack*

"Oh, I think I put too much power behind that one," Hiroto said apologetically.

"Uh…" The person started staggering backward, as he was stunned from the attack, making mismatched steps.

"Did you just break his skull?!" Zenitsu yelled out from the side.

The boar mask started to slide off of his head as it landed on the ground *thud* Looking at the unmasked face, there was an incredibly pretty and feminine face with large, wide eyes that are framed by long eyelashes. He had thick, black hair that reached past his shoulders fading into blue at the tips.

"What?/Nani?/HUH?!" Tanjiro, Hiroto and Zenitsu cried out seeing the person's unnaturally feminine face.

"Huh? A girl?! HUH?! Your face!" Zenitsu yelled out as he started to question everything about society.

"You've got a problem with my face or something?" The man asked smiling towards the group with his forehead bleeding down a trail of blood in between his eyes.

"You're one creepy guy, you know that? You've got such a ripped body, but there's a girl's face sitting on top of it." Zenitsu said.

"Umm, if he has a girl's face, is it alright for me to be hitting him?" Hiroto asked scratching his head in a moral dilemma.

"Eh? What the hell? I ain't no girl!" The person yelled towards Hiroto and Zenitsu.

"Ahh!" Zenitsu cried and hid behind the siblings.

"We didn't mean anything by that!" Tanjiro said assertively with confidence. "It's quite petite, fair-skinned, and therefore attractive!"

'HUH?! TANJIRO?! OI! How am I going to find you a wife if you say these things to a guy?!' Hiroto thought as he stared wide-eyed towards Tanjiro.

"You're a corpse! Come at me!" The girl/man/trap yelled out towards Tanjiro.

"Not happening! You're too injured to fight and I'm not going to fight anyone!" Tanjiro said, shaking his head.

"I said do it! Come on!"

"No! You sit yourself down! Are you okay?" Tanjiro asked him concerned.

The man ignored his words and said, "Hey! Let me tell you my name! It's Inosuke Hashibara! Don't you forget it!" Inosuke shouted out towards Hiroto.

"What characters do you use to spell that?!" Tanjiro asked loudly, but sincerely.

Inosuke was shocked at his words. "Spel?! Spell…" He started stuttering. "I don't know how to read or write!"

Hiroto looked on from the side with a trace of pity on his face.

"Oi! Don't look at me like that you bastard!" Inosuke shouted, pointing towards Hiroto. "My name is written on my loincloth-" *shiver* His body froze up before he could finish and fainted.

"Took him long enough, alright. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, we need to go and find if there are any survivors left inside the house. If not…" Hiroto's words trailed off at the last moment as he looked towards the three siblings. "I would have to ask you to dig some holes for us…"

The three siblings looked sad but nodded their heads in understanding. Tanjiro walked up to Inosuke's body and took his haori off to cushion his head, and covered his body with Zenitsu's haori. When he asked his brother for him, the only answer he got was.

"Eh? I don't want my haori to smell like a pig, take Zenitsu's."

[An hour later]

Hiroto was currently burying the bodies of the people they found inside of the house. So far there were no survivors. Tanjiro had a constant look of grief on his face.

*pat* "There was nothing more that we could have done. All we can do now is hope their spirits pass away peacefully." Hiroto said patting Tanjiro's back to encourage him.

"Mm." Tanjiro nodded, as they placed some rocks around one of the graves.

One thing to note was that although Inosuke was unconscious, Hiroto didn't take any risks and decided to tie him up so he wouldn't be able to run around after waking up.

"AGhhhh! What is this?! Untie me you bastard!" Inosuke shouted as he woke up. Hiroto ignored his words as he walked back into the house to collect the body of the boy he found earlier.

Moving around inside of the house, Hiroto arrived at where the boy's body would have been. However, it wasn't there anymore.

"What? Where did his body go? It was here last time I remembered…" Hiroto said to himself as he looked around.

*crckk* Hiroto stepped on a wooden plank that seemed to be loose as it creaked. 'What's this? An opening?'

Hiroto quickly knelt and started to pry open the floorboards. Taking off the floorboard, on the underside of the wooden planks, he could see that it was covered with cloth and some sort of black substance. Sniffing it, Hiroto noticed that there was no scent whatsoever.

'What is this? What's the point of using this?' Hiroto thought, before peering down the hole. It was too dark to see inside properly, but with Hiroto's enhanced eyesight he was able to see at least 70 feet in front of him in pure darkness.

'Is this where the boy's body ended up in?' Hiroto was filled with many questions as he stood up and decided to jump into the hole.

Falling for 3 seconds, Hiroto landed in a dark and stench filled basement. 'Whoa… What is this strong smell? It stinks so much.' Hiroto covered his face with his spare hand. Walking down the dark hallway, Hiroto could faintly see scratch marks along the sides of the walls and floor.

There were traces of blood inside the scratches, almost as though someone was dragged away as they tried to claw their way away from whatever was dragging them.

Furrowing his brows, Hiroto clutched his katana hilt with his left hand as he continued walking.

After 5 minutes of walking, he could faintly see a light glow in the distance, however, the stench started to get even stronger. The smell of iron so resembling blood started to sweep into his nose. 'What?! The smell is so dense! Tanjiro might not be able to handle such a strong smell if he were to come down here.

Approaching the light source quietly, Hiroto came across a well-lit room with pink walls, a pink floor, and a ceiling. Almost everything inside the room was pink. The one thing that shocked Hiroto the most was in the corner of the room.

There were varying sizes of human-shaped dolls that seemed to be too realistic to be a doll. The bodies were all dried up and seemed to be stuffed with cloth as there were some starting to poke out of the side of the bodies.

Hiroto had to hold himself to not throw up, covering his mouth at the disgusting sight.

"Oh my, it seems that we have a visitor!" A feminine voice sounded out as it opened a door from the side of the room, Hiroto saw the inside of the room she came out of a second, as saw a table filled with more bodies. He could see the body of the boy being hung upside down as the blood drained from his corpse.

"Don't be so shy! Come and join us for some tea!" Looking at the woman, Hiroto could see that she had a pretty face, however, her hair was filled with various sewing needles. She wore a frilly dress, similar to what a doll would wear.

She walked over and grabbed one of the bodies of the side before carrying it over to a table and ripping its head off. She took the head and dunked it into a barrel, which seemed to be full of blood, as the head started to fill up with blood. She then proceeded to sit down on the ground next to a low table before pouring the blood into some cups, spilling some on the table.

"It's rude to keep staring you know?" The woman said with some malice in her voice.