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It was the year 1923. Three years ago the demon slayer corps defeated Muzan Kibutsuji and the Upper Ranks. However the corps' win didn't mean much as other demons - lower ranks and those who didnt have a rank continued to live. Though they were freed from Kibutsuji's control, some were still dangerous. Thankfully some had killed themselves once they regained consciousness, but most...had stayed. Maybe hoping, praying that it was all a dream- or a joke! Surely they would turn back to normal in a few days or so...however most also stayed because they didn't want to die. And some...they just liked the power. The hashira suffered a lot. But they were all here. Uzui had been so happy, so relieved to see all of the hashira in one piece...well fine at least...not in one peace for most. Himejima-sama had lost his left leg. It was amputated more as it was severed horribly. Thankfully since Kibutsuji had died by then, Himejima didn't die of the demon slayer mark. Since he was 27 years old, he would have otherwise. Uzui -though he didn't attend the final fight had done his best to help treating them although he missed a hand. Then their dear quiet Tomioka-sama. He was one hell of a fighter. He lost hearing in his left ear and lost his right arm. He was healing alright though, and...somehow seemed happier? More smiley. It calmed many down in a way. Shinazugawa-sama had lost a few fingers. He had been one aggressive of a chihuahua. Especially with how his younger brother, Genya, was so close to death. Fortunetaly both of the Shinazugawa brothers were fine. Iguro had lost his one eye and had a big new scar on his face. Kanroji had convinced him to slowly go on without wearing his mask outside. He took baby steps by not wearing it around the hashira. So his face was filled with scars..but Kanroji said it didn't make him look any less handsome, that he was still a charming prince. She had ran away after she had told him that the first time out of embarrassment. Kanroji lost her one hand as well but she still acted as cheerful as ever. She often even forgot she no longer had that hand. Kocho-sama..she had taken a lot of poison in her body. Since Douma had hit her chest, her lungs also got affected. She had to stay in a coma for a while but eventually after a tough fight she got better. Though she had to avoid rough activities, she was thriving. Unfortunately their youngest- Tokito (...or should we say Tsugikuni perhaps?) had taken the worst hit. He lost his left foot as Kokushibo had cut his ankle. He had also cut his wrist so he lost his hand as well. He was almost cut from his waist. He was cut very deep but not enough. I mean sure his organs felt like they were about to fall out but after a 4 month coma he got better. He hated having to learn how to walk again. Especially since most had already gotten used to their lives by now. And by then Muichiro had already been 15. He was a late bloomer, but unfortunately after the final fight he started puberty. Which was horrible. He had to go through mood swings with getting used to his new life. Also the confusion was something he hated. Why did he get such...reactions from his body out of nowhere. Just waking up of feeling the wind breeze and all of sudden his...he couldn't even think about it without it bothering him! He hated it. Didn't help that he was already mentally unstable. This just made it worse. All of the demon slayer corps had suffered great wounds. Even Master Ubuyashiki, his wife Amane and their daughters Hinaki and Nichika had small burn marks but luckily were fine otherwise. Their other 3 kids were also fine. Kamado's group was fine and so were most others..they lost people. And they would be remembered. Master Ubuyashiki paid for all of their funerals. It was the least he could do. He felt so guilty as half of the dead had also been children, who he shouldn't have allowed to even be in the corps. Either way rest of the corps medical needs got paid by the Ubuyashiki clan. Understandably so. So yes all of the hashira who lost limbs also got prosthetics. The best of the best. Muichiro who had been so bored with his new life had found a way to connect some wires with..the nervous system. It was weird and he bled a lot but he succeeded eventually. He could move the prosthetic's fingers. Miss Tamayo had of course helped him a lot..like as in without her he would have probably just killed himself. It was still detachable but he could move his fingers either way. A while after the final fight, master Ubuyashiki had bought an estate and gave it to the hashira. They all eventually moved in. Except Tengen as he had his wives but he also had a room there and came over a lot. Muichiro was always out. He had started secretly drinking and smoking with some friends from town. He still hadn't changed much personality wise. Still a dense little piece of shit. Except now he just had even more attitude. What's even worse..it seems he's hiding something from the hashira. Not just the tabacco and sake but..something deeper. How are the older hashira going to handle having to raise a judgy, rebellious, mentally unstable teenager?