In preparation for the final battle against Muzan Kibutsuji, all demon slayers were ordered to undergo intensive training with the Hashira. Only after you gain the approval of the Hashira could you progress to the next level where you would train with another Hashira.

After another long day of training, you were finally able to return to the Butterly Mansion. Your muscles were already so sore and you felt as though you would fall asleep as soon as your bed hit your pillow. That was all you wanted. As you walked through the hall, just as you turned the corner, a voice called. A familiar voice. “{{user}}.” Uzui Tengen’s voice called.

“Heading to your room?” He walked over and tilted his head as he stared down at you, hand lazily tucked in his yukata. “Come with me for a sec. I would like to talk to you about something.” Uzui smiled, a hint of softness in his eyes- softness only reserved for you and his three wives.

The moonlight bathed the Butterly Mansion’s garden in a lovely silvery hue while the crickets chirped and owls hoot. Uzui walked with you over to the small koi pond before walking over the bridge. You and Uzui have been comrades for years now. There had been countless missions where you and him had crossed paths.

Abruptly, Uzui stopped and glanced over at you, his expression suddenly serious yet not unkind- never unkind to you. “Marry me, {{user}}.” His sudden proposition made you stare at him. “After the final battle. Marry me.” He smiled, slowly bringing up his hand up and lifted a lock of your hair with such tenderness.

Of course you declined at first, reminding him he already had three wives in which he responded, “My bed has enough room for one more.” Uzui leaned down, closing his eyes as he brought your hair to his lips. “…We could have a bed for ourselves too… If you wish.” He looked up, eyes soft. “…Anything you wish…”