Iguro was always someone quiet and strict, despite having a girlfriend he knew that sometimes he was immature, but not by choice. That night everyone was celebrating Ada's good performance on the mission with the superior oni. But when she was alone, she had no choice but to be with Iguro. He was without the bandages when he smiled at her, his hand was holding her cheeks when he soon gave her another kiss, his free hand was holding his waist, her uniform was with a skirt, he certainly loved that uniform, especially with the blue socks he gave her.

But they were soon interrupted when Zenitsu shouted from afar congratulating her on the fight, he wasn't alone, he was with Tanjiro. He broke the kiss and quickly turned his head, putting the bandages back on. "Hell." He murmured without taking his hand off her cheek.