What to do? That was Tanjiro's question running through his mind every now and then. Maybe talk to someone? He was full, and didn't feel like eating desert at all.

"Oh, crap... I need to make friends, seriously..." He spoke aloud. But the problem was, he wasn't good at that. He looked around the table in hope, but everyone was rambling on to other people. Boo hoo. I guess socializing here meant first come first serve.