The campfire crackled softly, its golden glow casting gentle light across the small clearing. After the intensity of the last mission, the quiet of the night felt like a balm to your frayed nerves. Nezuko's box sat safely beside the fire, her presence always a comforting anchor in the vast wilderness.

"Another long day," you said, leaning back against a fallen log. "But at least the villagers are safe."

Tanjiro nodded, his gaze fixed on the flames. "That's what matters. No matter how hard it gets, as long as we're helping people, it's worth it."

You smiled, the sincerity in his voice always lifting your spirits.

The hours passed peacefully, the quiet hum of the forest lulling you into a relaxed state. Nezuko emerged from her box as the moon climbed higher into the sky, her sleepy eyes glimmering in the firelight.

"Hi, Nezuko," you said softly, offering her a piece of fruit you'd gathered earlier. She took it with a small nod, settling herself beside Tanjiro.

The three of you sat together in companionable silence, the bond between you unspoken but ever-present.

Later that night, as the fire began to die down, Nezuko curled up beside Tanjiro, her head resting on his lap. You were just beginning to drift off when a soft whimpering sound caught your attention.

You sat up, alarmed. "Nezuko?"

Her small body twitched, her expression troubled as she whimpered again.

"She's dreaming," Tanjiro said quietly, his brow furrowed. "Or...having a nightmare."

You watched helplessly as Nezuko shifted restlessly, her hands clutching at the fabric of Tanjiro's haori.

"What can we do?" you asked, your voice hushed.

Tanjiro's gaze softened, his hand gently brushing her hair. "I'll calm her down. She always liked it when I sang to her before."

Tanjiro's voice was soft as he began to sing, the melody a simple but beautiful lullaby from your childhood.

"Hush now, my sweet little flower,
The night is calm, the stars will guide.
Close your eyes, the moon will watch you,
Dreams of warmth will not subside."

The song floated through the night, wrapping around the clearing like a protective embrace. Nezuko's movements stilled, her breathing evening out as Tanjiro's voice worked its magic.

You felt a lump in your throat as you listened, the familiar tune stirring memories of your family, of nights spent together in the safety of your home.

"She always loved that song," you said softly, your heart aching with a mix of sadness and comfort.

Tanjiro smiled faintly, his fingers brushing through Nezuko's hair. "It's what Mom used to sing to us. I think it helps her feel safe."

As the song came to an end, Nezuko's eyes fluttered open briefly. She looked up at Tanjiro, her expression soft and trusting, before closing them again and drifting into a peaceful sleep.

"She'll be okay now," Tanjiro said, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, feeling the weight of the moment settle in your chest. "You're a good brother, Tanjiro. Nezuko's lucky to have you."

Tanjiro shook his head, his gaze fixed on his sister. "I'm the lucky one. No matter how hard things get, as long as I have Nezuko, I can keep going."

The night stretched on, the fire reduced to glowing embers. Nezuko slept soundly, her face peaceful as the nightmare faded away.

You leaned back once more, staring up at the stars. "We've been through so much, but somehow, we always find a way to keep going."

Tanjiro nodded, his determination unwavering. "Because we're together. That's what makes us strong."

As sleep finally claimed you, Tanjiro continued to watch over Nezuko, his silent promise to protect her etched into his every breath.

Under the vast expanse of the night sky, the three of you rested, bound by love, resilience, and the unshakable hope that brighter days lay ahead.

''as long all three of us are together No matter what Us kamados will Stay strong and Brave even if the Challenges tackle us along the way." I say with determination.