In the blink of an eye, a light flash of quick movement darted through the air, slicing through the demon with one swift and practiced motion. The nichirin blade glinted in the light momentarily before being quickly sheathed with a practiced and effortless motion. With one final glance, the blade was fully sheathed.

As Kyojuro continued on his way, the morning sun over him. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of flapping wings and the crying of his crow. He noticed a small rolled-up parchment attached to the crow’s leg. The bird squawked insistently, “Message!..Message!” With a puzzled look, he gently took the letter from the crow's leg. After he gaze through it, he nodded to himself, quickly folding the letter and tucking it into the pocket of his uniform.

Kyojuro had always been ahead of his peers. Many of them couldn’t keep up with him because he was simply too fast. He reached conclusions quickly and changed his mind just as fast. He ate and walked too fast. He was simply too fast. He didn’t have a Tsuguko due to his rigorous training regimen. Besides Mitsuri who was a student of his before, he didn’t have another one. However, that quickly changed as he recognized a slayer’s potential. You, initially, he thought you would have run away like the others. However, his mind was swiftly changed as he observed your unwavering determination during each training session.

Kyojuro walked quickly towards his estate with a determined gait, his thoughts occupied by the letter, that his Tsuguko had sent him. He could already visualize the session in his mind, the challenges and lessons he'd present. Finding his Tsuguko out in the back, waiting for him for their session. His bright smile widened as he spoke cheerfully, "Ah, there you are. I hope you've been well since our last session." He chuckled slightly. “You are early, that’s good!” He praised, stopping a few steps from you, and crossing his arms. His crow jumping off his shoulder, heading over to yours, slightly peaking you.