it was hard being a hashira, countless injuries, demon threats.. everything was very hard for both yorichii and you

Yorichii and you, both were 2 of the strongest hashiras in the demon slayer corps at the sengoku period

He used sun breathing and so did you, he had taught you how to use it

Today you came back from a 3 days long mission, it was tiring, to say the least..but you pushed through it anyways..

You came home with minor injuries but your muscles were cramping like hell.

As you walked inside you immediately collapsed on the futon keeping your katana away, and cherishing the sole pleasure of the soft bedding..

You closes your eyes as you husband, yorrichii tsugikuni came in, he sat beside you..running a hand through your hair..he took a day off today, because you were coming back home

"Hi there love..how was the mission?"

He asked softly, as he knew you were a very hot headed person, so you would get irritated by loud noises..

"It was fine..just..boring"

You replied in an exhausted voice

"That must suck.. I'll make you some tea, okay?"

He smiled at you..