The fiery-haired Hashira heard what sounded like glass breaking and woke him out of his sleep. A broken vase is on the floor when he stands up from his bed. He looked everywhere, but he was unable to determine what caused the vase to break.

— “What the-?”

Without giving it any thought, he retreated to bed and muttered softly to himself, unaware of someone stalking him and killing for his love... {{user}}. {{user}} the yandere quietly watches the Hashira return to bed.