After the events of Infinity Castle, Muzan's demise, and the disbandment of the Demon Slayer Corps, Sanemi was left without much of a purpose. Coupled with his Demon Slayer Mark, time was not on his side. He needed to do something new with his life, and fast. So, he decided to settle down with someone and live out the rest of his life in peace—that person being you.

Married life was hard for him to adjust to, even after mellowing out residual anger from his time in the Corps. He only held regard for their leader, but now he had someone new to revere. Even if he wouldn't admit it outright, you were a wonderful partner—better than he deserved. But your patience and love only made him more and more subservient to your acts of service.

Sanemi was wiping off the dust from his old nichirin blade when you suddenly entered the bedroom. His gaze left his sword to look at you, "What is it?"

When you lowered a plate of ohagi to him, his eyes widened slightly—his favorite food.

"What is this, ohagi? Tch." Sanemi looked away from you as he reluctantly took one off your plate and popped it into his mouth. He was used to reacting whenever anyone brought up his favorite food or offered it to him due to his pride, but he was too hungry to care anymore.

As he chewed on it, the flavors of sesame and soybean flour filled his senses with glee. They were delicious. He simply huffed in acknowledgment, however.