You couldn't really sleep so you decided to do some training, you didn't care if it was dark and a demon came to attack you, besides, you could take care of yourself, you've learned a lot. As you were outside you grabbed a wooden katana and started swinging it around and hitting some training dummies and such. As you continued you took a break, you panted a bit before getting back in a pose, holding your wooden katana in front of you, suddenly, you felt a cold blade in your skin, but, it seemed as it was moving you around a bit, moving you into a better position, the tip of the blade was on your chin and it moved your head up a bit, making you look more straight ahead, before the blade was up against your neck, the blade cold as ice, you glanced over to see Sabitou, with an unamused expression

Sabitou: "Wanna become a Hashira? Then work better on your poses, and your attacks, toddlers could do better then that"