On the same night aboard the ship, which was now 10 days away from arriving in Colombo, Muichiro was once again training with Yoriichi in his dreams. As the two clashed, their swords meeting several times in the air, Yoriichi asked Muichiro in the middle of it, "When's your fiancée's due date?"

"In another 7 or so months," Muichiro replied as he deflected a blow from him. "There's a slight possibility it'll be twins."

"Twins, huh," Yoriichi replied before he then almost stabbed Muichiro, with his target barely dodging the blow and the blade cutting his uniform. "Wouldn't be the first time with our family line."

"Exactly," Muichiro agreed before slashing Yoriichi across the chest, landing a critical blow and spilling his blood. "How's that?"

"Agh, shit," Yoriichi muttered to himself in pain before covering up his wound with his free left hand. "Not bad, Muichiro… Not bad at all…" He then took a deep breath and gripped his sword with two hands once more. "Breath of the Sun…"

"Huh?" Muichiro noticed that a red haze had covered up Yoriichi as he began to charge at him. "Where did he-"

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest as Yoriichi stabbed him with his sword and suddenly reappeared in front of him. "Solar Heat Haze!" Blood immediately poured from the wound as Muichiro coughed it up and began to pass out. "You still have much to learn, young Muichiro, but you're getting a lot better. I'll see you next time." As his vision faded, Muichiro smiled and closed his eyes.

When he woke up from his dream, he sat up in bed and turned to Mukago next to him. He thought to himself, "I hope I get to wake up next to her for the rest of my life, however long it may be…"

…

July 20, 1913

Véro and Gyomei talked to one another as they waited for Genya to begin training for the day. By now, her uniform had just come in, and it consisted of similar pants to Shinobu as well as a regular corps uniform top. "Since you already know two forms of the Breath of Wind," Gyomei told her. "You'll be at a slight advantage compared to the younger Shinazugawa. However, be warned, he has trained under me for a longer period of time, and has honed his demon eater powers more than you."

"I know that," Véro replied.

Then, Genya arrived. "Himejima-sama, I'm read-" He then noticed Véro was with him and blushed. "Renaud-san, I see you're here, too."

"Yeah," she replied, walking up to him. "I'll be training with you from now on. Why are you so nervous?"

"He gets like this around girls," Gyomei explained to her. "Just give him some time."

"I see," she replied. "Well, Shinazugawa-san, I want you to know that I won't hold back, and I don't want you to hold back either. We are both students of Himejima-sama, after all."

Genya nodded, trying to reduce his blush as best as he could. "Absolutely."

"Okay," Gyomei then began his instruction with. "Today, we're going to go over sword techniques without using breaths. I want you two to first swing your swords five hundred times each, and then we shall undergo combat with fake wooden swords. I wish you both the best of luck when combat begins." He then put his hands together in a prayer and bowed. "Namu Amida Butsu."

Genya did the same, also saying, "Namu Amida Butsu."

"Véronique," Gyomei told her. "You don't have to pray to Buddha like us. I was told by your grandfather you are a Catholic. I do not judge others for their beliefs. What do you say when you pray?"

"Amen," Véro then demonstrated with a short prayer. "I do that. Thank you."

…

Meanwhile, aboard the ship, as Mukago and Muichiro were reading books in the first-class library early in the morning, Vijay suddenly ran up to them, telling them in basic Japanese, "Follow me! Follow me!"

Muichiro and Mukago turned to each other before setting their books down on their tables and quickly following Vijay as they all ran out of the library. As they all reached Vijay, they stopped at the scene of a bloody murder inside a room that was being inspected by some British soldiers. "Oh my God," Mukago said to herself. "It's all over."

Body parts and blood were strewn everywhere with little care for cleanliness, and it was impossible to tell where the victims were inside the room when they were killed. "Bloody Hell," said a soldier to another in English. "If this ain't the worst crime scene I've ever seen, I don't wanna know what is."

The same soldier with the Scottish accent who spoke Japanese then came up to Muichiro. "I thought we killed the bad demons on the ship."

"I did too," Muichiro replied. "But somehow, there appears to be another one. With this level of depravity, it seems like they want attention."

"For fuck's sake," Mukago then told them. "Why can't these guys just give up?! We already killed their teammates here!"

The Scottish soldier replied to both of them, "Until they give up or they die, they got our attention."

…

Later that night, Osamu and Heizo walked through the corridors of the first-class section of the ship, looking for another victim to pounce on. As they wandered around the darkened halls, the latter asked the former, "Osamu, do you think we'll run into our primary targets tonight? I got a feeling we will."

"I had that feeling too," Osamu concurred. "Perhaps tonight will be a decisive victory for us."

"Perhaps you shouldn't have talked," then replied a voice in English from behind them. As they both turned around, they saw that Vijay was now standing before them down the hallway. "I found you two, and I got you right where I want you."

"So you do," Osamu replied in accented English. "Come at us, then." He then rolled up his sleeves as his forearms turned into a metallic substance, enabling him to deliver hard punches and even slice up opponents. Meanwhile, Heizo placed his right hand on the ground, causing a shadow to suddenly appear on the ground and crawl towards Vijay. "You're up against two Lower Moons. The real Lower Moons 2 and 3, to be exact."

"And you're up against a Crown Prince of Demonkind," Vijay replied as he tore off his shirt and began to once again change form. "Now behind my True Form!" Just as he was about to complete his monstrous transformation, Heizo's extended shadow reached him, and he suddenly felt as if he could no longer move. "Huh? What's going on?!"

"You're trapped," Heizo replied as he then stood up, having total control of Vijay's movements now. "I'd like to see you break free."

"Agh, shit," Vijay growled as he tried to break free from Heizo's Blood Demon Art. "Come on!"

"With my Shadow Control Blood Demon Art," Heizo explained as he made Vijay wave to him by waving at him. "You can no longer move your body on your own initiative."

"Which will allow me to move in for the kill," Osamu replied as he ran up to Vijay and punched him in the stomach with his metallic fist.

Vijay collapsed to the ground in pain as Heizo released him from his control to take a rest. "Fuck, that hurt!"

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out from behind and struck Heizo in the head. He staggered forward before regaining his footing and turning to the shooter, several bullet holes now on his face as blood poured down below. "Who the fuck did that?!"

"Me," Mukago replied to him as she holstered her revolver and drew her sword. "If you want to fight someone, fight me."

"I'll get her," Osamu told Heizo as he charged forward and attacked her. Meanwhile, Heizo attempted to form another shadow on the ground, but Vijay jumped onto the wall and dodged it, pouncing on Heizo.

"You can't get away from me," he growled at him.

Heizo then clawed into his body as he tried to redirect the shadow back to Vijay. "Get off of me!" Vijay replied by biting into his shoulder and ripping off one of his arms, causing him much pain and spilling his blood all over the walls as several guests got out of their rooms to watch the fight. "Fuck! Motherfucker, you ripped my arm off, bastard!" Vijay then was finally captured by a moving shadow once again, causing him to get off of Heizo and stand before him involuntarily as his ripped-off arm began to grow back. "Now who's in control, asshole?!"

Meanwhile, Osamu tried swinging at Mukago, only for her to meet his metal fist with her sword before the two began to clash several times. "How do you like my ability?"

"Certainly unique," Mukago replied as she deflected each blow he gave her. "But it won't be enough! Blood Demon Art: Snowy Mist!" In an instant, Osamu stopped in his tracks as Mukago disappeared from sight and the hallway around him vanished in a flurry of snow and a cold mist, turning the visibility for him to zero.

"What the fuck?! Where did she go?!"

"Breath of Mist: First Form: Low Clouds, Distant Haze!" Mukago then charged at Osamu from behind, swiping at his neck with her sword but just barely missing. Osamu retaliated by aiming a punch straight at her abdomen, causing Mukago to panic. In her panic, she thought, "No! He'll kill the baby! I have to dodge!" She then ducked out of the way and fell to the ground as her illusion began to fade away. What seemed like hours was in fact just seconds as she took several deep breaths, horrified at how close her child came to possibly being killed.

"I remember now," Osamu told her. "You must be that one demon who's pregnant. Well, that certainly motivates me more to kill you, but not before I rip that bastard child out of your body for defying our master and laying with a demon slayer."

"Don't you dare touch my baby," she growled at him, angered by his intent to kill her child as she sheathed her sword. "Fourth Form: Shifting Flow Slash!" She quickly unsheathed her sword and charged at Osamu, striking his neck and quickly decapitating him before he could retaliate with a metal fist. As his head came cleanly off, he screamed in anger before Mukago told him, "You're finished, fucker!"

Meanwhile, Vijay began tearing into his own body, controlled by Heizo. "Damn it," he thought to himself. "I need someone to attack him so he can break his concentration! If not, he'll just keep making me hurt myself!"

"This sure is a sight to see," Heizo mocked him. "I'll keep making you hurt yourself until I feel like killing you." He had begun to dig into his own skin to make Vijay do the same, but his injuries healed faster than Vijay's due to his healing factor being weakened in his True Form state. He then drew a knife from his pants pocket and threw it to Vijay before forcing him to grab it from the blade, causing him to wince in pain. He then made the hand motions for stabbing, causing Vijay to repeatedly stab himself in the stomach and chest. "Good, good, let the pain flow through you."

Vijay growled in excruciating physical pain, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! God damn it, make it stop already! Make it stop!"

"Third Form: Scattering Mist Splash!" Mukago then attacked from behind with a circular slash of her sword, striking Heizo but just barely missing his neck by striking him at his shoulders, causing him to break his concentration and free Vijay from his control.

As the rest of his body from the shoulders down turned around, it began to fade away as Heizo's removed head, neck, and upper shoulders told Mukago from the ground, "You missed, bitch! What a pathetic attack that was!"

"I wouldn't say that," Vijay then replied as he stood over Heizo's head and shoulders, which was still healing itself but doing so slowly due to the amount of body it had to regrow.

"Fuck," Heizo thought to himself as a realized Vijay was now free. "I forgot about that!"

"Goodbye!" He then picked up Heizo's head and shoulders and bit down on his neck, killing him before ripping his body apart, splattering his blood on the walls. Within another minute, all traces of the two real Lower Moons 2 and 3 were gone, and Vijay returned to his normal state, albeit naked once again. "Well," he told Mukago in English. "This is sufficiently awkward."

Mukago blushed and turned away before taking off her haori and handing it to him. "Take it," she told him in English. "Take it."

Muichiro then ran towards them from behind, asking them, "Is everyone alright?! What happened to the two demons?!"

"We killed them," Mukago replied. "But…"

"But what?!"

"They came close… Way too close..." She was clearly still shaken by the near-miss with Osamu given her tone of voice as she spoke to Muichiro. "They almost punched me in the stomach."

"What?!" Muichiro was shocked. "Did they?!"

"No," she shook her head. "The one that did just barely missed. It scared the shit out of me, though." She then hugged Muichiro. "Mui, I… I don't think I want to fight anymore until I have the baby." Her serious manner as she told him this indicated just how much she had been shaken. "This fight… It got way too close for comfort."

"I see," he replied before they split. "I was thinking the same thing. Mukago, we can take you offline until you give birth if you want. I'll make sure of it. Right now, you need to focus on the baby."

"Agreed," she replied with a nod. "Once the baby is born, I will return to combat. I don't want to abandon my comrades permanently."

The two then shared a quick kiss. "So," her fiancé asked. "Now that we finally took care of the threat from Muzan, let's have a nice, relaxing cruise to Colombo."

"Right," she nodded. "We can finally kick back and have some fun without having to worry about him or his underlings."

"Uh," Vijay then asked the couple in English, still naked aside from the haori Mukago gave him. "I still need pants… and underwear…"

The couple turned to each other and then turned back to Vijay. Mukago told him in accented English, "Yes. You get them."