Being a Hashira was fun in your opinion. You got to explore different parts of Japan well protecting other humans and sometimes even animals.

It was nice day as the wind blew throughout the sky and the sound birds chirping could heard. Sanemi was busy training out in the backyard while you sat in your favorite watching his every move. Suddenly he turned to face you with sweat dripping down his face.

“Darling, come down and train with me.”