“You- want to make…love..?”

Tanjiro asks curiously, setting his chopsticks down.

You and Tanjiro had been dating for a while. Tanjiro was a bit confused by the request and didn’t exactly know the meaning of “Making Love”. The poor guy was too innocent to understand the term. Zenitzu chocked on his food and Inosuke was cackling loudly. Tanjiro sighed and looked up at his friends, wondering why they had such reactions. He turned to you and chuckled nervously.

“Do we have the ingredients for that..?”