Original subtitles

Nice to meet you, I should say...

Muzan...

Kibutsuji.

You're...

certainly looking hideous...

Ubuyashiki.

DEMON SLAYER: KIMETSU NO YAIBA HASHIRA TRAINING ARC

FINAL EPISODE: THE HASHIRA UNITE

At last...

you've made your way to me.

At this moment...

you're right before my eyes...

Muzan...

Kibutsuji.

The demon that my family...

the Demon Slayer Corps...

has been pursuing for the last...

thousand years.

Amane...

What kind of...

shape and form...

has he assumed?

He appears to be a young man in his early-to-late twenties.

However...

his eyes are a light pink color...

and his pupils are vertical slits like a cat's.

Is that right?

Right.

I knew that...

you'd be coming.

Without fail.

Because I'm sure that...

you've been quite livid with me...

with the Ubuyashiki Family.

I always expected you...

to come personally for me alone...

to kill me yourself.

I'm feeling utterly disenchanted, Ubuyashiki.

To see the head of the clan that for a thousand years...

had the gall to constantly thwart me...

in such a deplorable state.

Hideous.

So very hideous.

Your body is already giving off the scent of a corpse, Ubuyashiki.

I'm sure that it does.

Six months ago...

I was...

told by my doctor that I would be dead in a few days.

And yet, here I am...

still alive.

Even my doctor...

was left...

speechless.

And it's all thanks to...

my single-minded desire to defeat you...

Muzan.

That fleeting dream of yours is about to be shattered tonight.

I'm going to kill you now.

You...

may not know this...

but you and I...

hail from the same bloodline.

Although since you were likely born more than a thousand years ago...

our blood is no longer thick.

That does nothing for me emotionally.

What is it that you're trying to say?

My clan has been cursed...

because the family...

produced a monster...

like you.

Our children were all born sickly and weak...

and they would die soon after.

My family was on the verge of being wiped out...

when we received a priest's advice.

"A demon has emerged from your bloodline.

Commit yourselves...

to killing that demon.

If you do so, your clan will survive."

Through the ages, we have married the daughters of priests...

and though this has made our children less prone to death,

still...

no one in our family...

has lived past the age of 30.

Your drivel has now reached its peak.

I'm about to gag.

Has your disease spread to your brain now?

Your story is completely irrelevant.

And why?

Because I've received no divine punishment whatsoever.

Even though I've killed hundreds... thousands of humans...

I have never been held accountable.

Over the last thousand years...

I've never seen the gods or Buddha.

So...

that's how you look at it, is it?

But I have...

my own...

way of thinking.

Muzan...

What is your dream?

What have you been...

dreaming about...

for the last thousand years?

What an odd feeling.

Here he is, right before me, the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, always such an eyesore...

yet there's no hatred brimming in me.

Actually...

One is for one night ending...

Lively... Merry...

Raise decorations...

Pine decorations... Pine decorations...

Two is for two pine sprouts...

Good color... Good color...

This odd sense of familiarity...

and relief...

It's revolting.

And there are only four humans in this mansion.

Ubuyashiki and his wife...

and two children. That's all.

No bodyguards whatsoever.

Why don't I guess, Muzan?

I can tell...

what's on your mind, you know.

You're dreaming of eternity.

Immortality...

is what you dream of.

Exactly.

And that dream will soon come true.

As soon as I get my hands on Nezuko.

Your dream's not coming true...

Muzan.

You seem quite confident about where you've hidden Nezuko.

But unlike you...

I have all the time in the world.

You...

have it all wrong.

What did you say?

I...

happen to know...

what eternity is.

Eternity is...

the human will.

The human will lasts for all eternity...

and it's immortal.

Such rubbish.

Your words make my stomach turn.

Over the last thousand years...

the Demon Slayer Corps has never been eradicated.

So many of my poor children have perished...

And yet...

it still exists.

The fact that it remains...

proves that the human will... what you just brushed off as rubbish...

is immortal.

Refusing to forgive those...

who have senselessly taken the lives...

of their loved ones... That feeling...

is eternal.

No one...

has forgiven you.

Not once...

in the last thousand years.

And you know what, Muzan?

Time and time again...

you've stepped on the tiger's tail...

and incurred the wrath of the dragon...

Normally...

they would've remained asleep for all time...

but you've awakened...

that tiger and dragon.

They've had their glare...

fixed on you all this time...

vowing to never let you escape.

Even if you were to kill me...

it wouldn't make any difference at all to the Demon Slayer Corps.

I myself...

am not that important.

These...

human feelings and bonds...

are not...

things that you'd understand...

Muzan.

And that's because you...

you and your kind...

If you die...

all demons will be wiped off the face of the earth, right?

I just felt a change in the air.

Did I guess right?

Shut up.

Right.

That's enough.

I got to say what I've always wanted to say to you.

Would you mind...

if I said one last thing?

I just told you...

that I myself am not that important...

but it's not as if my death will be for nothing.

I am...

fortunate enough to be loved by the Demon Slayer Corps...

particularly...

by the Hashira.

In other words...

if I die...

it will fuel the Demon Slayers' motivation even more than before.

Are you done talking?

Yes.

I never thought you'd listen to what I had to say for so long.

Thank you...

Muzan.

Emergency summons! Emergency summons!

The Ubuyashiki Mansion is under attack! The Ubuyashiki Mansion is under attack!

Master!

Hurry! Hurry!

Master!

Get there in time!

There should be at least two Hashira...

guarding the Master.

Can't we do anything about that, Mr. Himejima?

Impossible.

I became a Hashira at 19,

and I have been saying the same thing for the last eight years.

But he won't hear of it.

He's always insisted that the Hashira...

are a valuable resource that he cannot use for himself alone.

I don't know what to do.

They say that over the years...

not one of the Ubuyashiki heads has ever had a bodyguard.

Master!

Master!

Master!

Master!

Master!

Master!

I see it!

It's the mansion!

I'll make it!

I'll make it in time! I know I can!

Explosives! Tons of them!

The scent of burning blood and flesh!

U... bu... yashiki!

The look on that man's face!

With the smile of a Buddha plastered on his face,

he blew himself up in an explosion along with his wife and two children!

I had the wrong idea about him.

I'd always measured Ubuyashiki by the same standards as any human...

but this man is completely off the rails!

I knew that he'd set some kind of trap.

But nothing of this scale!

These explosives are laden with something like tiny makibishi...

increasing their destructive power!

In order to slow down my regeneration if even by one second!

Meaning that...

there's still more to come!

Ubuyashiki is still planning to do something further!

I can sense humans gathering.

Most likely the Hashira.

But there's still something else!

He used himself as bait...

that schemer!

Like a viper, his rage and hatred toward me...

was coiling inside his pitch-black heart!

For someone so young to have concealed that much murderous intent is astonishing!

Did his wife and children knowingly take part?

Enough!

That's not your concern right now!

Don't get rattled.

Soon, my body will regenerate.

Flesh seeds!

Blood Demon Art!

I've been immobilized!

Whose Blood Demon Art is this?

The thorns have branched out in my flesh, and I can't free myself of them!

Well, no matter.

It's not like there are that many.

I'll just absorb them!

Tamayo!

What are you doing here?

This Thorn Blood Demon Art...

belongs to the man you turned into a demon in Asakusa!

So, she approached me by using Blood Demon Art: Eyeblind, huh?

What is she after? What did she do?

Why would this woman...

You absorbed it, didn't you, Muzan?

My fist!

What do you think it contained?

A drug that turns demons back into humans!

So, tell me!

Is it starting to take effect?

Such a thing isn't even possible!

I've perfected it!

The situation has changed drastically!

Although I couldn't have done it alone!

You really don't know when to give up, Tamayo!

And your misguided grudge is outrageous!

Who was it that killed your husband and children?

Was it me?

It wasn't, and you know it!

It was none other than you yourself!

You killed and devoured them!

If I'd known that would happen...

I never would've become a demon!

I only said I didn't want to die from my disease...

because I wanted to see my children reach adulthood!

And then, you went on to kill hordes of humans!

Or was I imagining things?

You certainly seemed to be having the time of your life devouring those humans!

That's right!

I killed scores of them out of despair!

And to atone for my sins...

I'm going to die right here with you!

Mr. Himejima!

Now, please!

Namu Amida Butsu!

When I first met him...

the Master was 14...

and I was 18.

I had a hard time believing...

that someone of his demeanor was four years younger than myself.

I know that you fought in order to protect others.

You're not a murderer.

He was the kind of person...

who would always say exactly what you longed to hear at that moment.

The Master's dignified bearing...

remained unchanged from the moment I first met him until his death.

In the next five days...

Muzan will come.

Use me as bait...

and cut off...

Muzan's head.

What makes you think that?

Just my intuition. That's all.

No reason.

Along with his special voice, what he called "intuition"...

was prodigious among the Ubuyashiki Clan.

It's also known as "Foresight."

The power to see into the future.

Using this, they built up their fortune...

and avoided crises many times over.

The other children... won't agree...

to using me as bait.

You're the only one that I can ask...

Gyomei.

Understood.

If that is your wish, Master.

Thank you.

Please...

don't let any more...

of my precious children die.

That is my wish.

Just as I thought...

Just as the Master had predicted...

Muzan...

this man...

Even if you behead him, he won't die!

The only thing that can destroy Muzan...

is sunlight most likely.

If he doesn't die even after you've destroyed his head...

you'll be in...

for a drawn-out battle until the sun rises.

On top of that, the speed at which this body regenerates!

From the sound of it, he's on a whole different level than any demon I've ever faced!

Even after the Master's explosion...

and our allies' ploy to weaken him...

look at how much strength he still has in reserve!

I must keep this monster restrained where sunlight will hit him until dawn!

Black Blood, Brambles!

Stone Breathing...

Third Form...

Stone Skin!

Are you the one?

What the hell...

did you do to the Master?

Master!

Master!

The Hashira have united!

The Master's strategy...

was brilliant!

It's Muzan!

It's Muzan Kibutsuji!

Even if you cut off his head, he won't die!

That's him?

That's him?

That man...

It's him!

Kibutsuji?

Muzan!

Mist Breathing, Fourth Form!

Insect Breathing, Butterfly Dance!

Serpent Breathing, First Form!

Love Breathing, Fifth Form!

Water Breathing, Third Form!

Wind Breathing, Seventh Form!

Hinokami Kagura...

Sunflower Thrust!

What the hell's going on?

Hang on tight!

Tanjiro!

So, you think you've driven me into a corner?

You're all about to go straight to Hell!

You eyesore Demon Slayers!

Tonight, I'm going to massacre every one of you!

You're the one who's going to Hell, Muzan!

You're not getting away, no matter what!

Do it, then!

Let's see you try...

Tanjiro Kamado!

I'll absolutely defeat you...

Muzan Kibutsuji!

Today, we're going to talk about Ms. Kanroji!

Hey, what's this? You're going to introduce me?

Ms. Kanroji is a very charming...

and sweet young woman!

Which is something that you all know already!

All right, here's a Taisho-era secret!

I hear that Ms. Kanroji was Mr. Rengoku's Tsuguko!

His training was so grueling that everyone ran away,

but I'm told that Ms. Kanroji never gave up!

Well, that's because even though Mr. Rengoku's training was really hard,

it was also very serious, and there was so much passion in it!

I can totally picture that!

If you're going to introduce the Hashira, shouldn't we talk about Mr. Rengoku, too?

That's a good idea!

A Taisho-era secret!

Mr. Rengoku's a cool big brother!

While I was training with him, he taught me all kinds of things,

and he treated me well!

Not only that, but Mr. Rengoku is a big eater, too!

We'd have sweet potato rice cooked in a pot this big,

and the two of us would eat it all up!

Heave-ho!

Heave-ho!

Such a lovely memory for me!

Wow, I wish I could've had some sweet potato rice with you, too!

What a blast from the past!

I remember that, too!

And now, you'll be battling Muzan Kibutsuji!

I'm counting on you!

Mr. Rengoku...

was here just now, wasn't he?

Yes.

It wasn't a dream, was it?

I don't think so.

Tanjiro!

Yes?

Let's defeat Kibutsuji for sure, okay?

Right, we're going to defeat him!

No matter what!