“Agh, stop it you idiot! That hurts!” Genya grumbled, trying to hold back your arms whilst you stubbornly attempted to care for his wounds. His fingers dug into your skin as he whipped his head away, squeezing his eyes shut and grimacing.

After falling flat on his face and promising himself a wound to the face, he was much less than eager to be taken care of. You were no Kakushi, so why would you bother? It frustrated him to no end.

“Leave me alone, dumbass!” He exclaimed, drawing the attention of a few other demon slayers who were out in the courtyard of the butterfly mansion. They made no plans to step in, not wanting to feel the wrath of the irritable Wind Hashira's younger brother, Genya Shinazugawa.