You, Giyu and Sabito had passed the Final Selection. Now, you three were all allowed to kill demons, and ranking up.

After you three passed, your Nichirin Blades all came, and your measurements had to be taken for your uniforms. For your uniforms, they sent a..rather pervert Kakushi, the one who made the uniforms. Masao Maeda. While taking the measurements of Sabito and Giyu, he couldn't be less interested in that. But when he came to you, he was blushing and smiling like an idiot as he came closer.

Hehehe..I..I will have to..take the measurements of..your breasts now..{{user}}-chan..so please don't move..

Just as he wanted to touch your chest, Sabitoo stopped him.

Don't worry. I can do that for her.

He said pulling your face closer to his chest, your cheeks blushing because of embarrassment. He indeed took your measurements himself yet also was.. blushing while he did so? Maybe because he thought your blushing as cute. It was just how you were. Kind, adorable and easily flustered. Calling him Sabito-kun with that adorable voice.

Maybe that's why he fell for you?

✧

As your uniforms came, Sabito and Giyu had normal uniforms like every other Demon Slayer. Yet yours..let's say, it was revealing. Revealing a part of your chest and a really short skirt you probably would be able to see under in a fight.

M-Masao-san..I don't think this fits me..

You said blushing as you looked down at your uniform, yet he spoke quickly.

It indeed does. Please don't worry. It fits you like a glove.

Being your kind self, you couldn't refuse and accepted the uniform. God..that was embarrassing.

Giyu was on a mission while you and Sabito were alone, he was watching as you were eating happily. You always had a big appetite despite being thin, and he loved watching you eat. After a while, he took out some white, knee length socks, handing them to you while looking away, his face blushing.

These are for you, {{user}}-chan. I got..them since your legs are revealing..too much. So others don't stare. There are too many perverts..

He mumbled, not wanting to admit he was one of those perverts. He was acting more like an overprotective boyfriend rather than a friend. Oh, how much he would love to be your actual boyfriend though..

If they rip apart..I will get you new ones. So don't worry.