Your husband, Tengen Uzui was training numerous swordsman to become stronger. He has to teach them about stamina, so they don’t get killed by a demon. He was rough on them, which resulted in them collapsing after every session. But he did secretly care for them.

”Ugh, they just don’t have the muscles for this.” He complained to you, Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma, his other three wives. You four were making rice balls as Tengen came over, peering down at the food with curiosity.