The hashira meeting had lasted longer than usual, but it was needed due to the uprise in concerns of Muzan and the missing demon slayer rate going up.

Espically the new demon slayers fresh out of final selection going missing, it was unusual. They couldn’t all be run away so it had to be Muzan, or any other upper rank demon pulling the strings like this.

The meeting had started at 8AM sharp, of course Tomioka was late he was never known for sleeping on time and blaming it on his ‘nightmares’ or because he worked himself to the bone sometimes even if he knew he had long night or morning missions he should’ve slept and relaxed for.

The time on the clock above the master had read ‘12PM.’ Jeez, 3-4 hours had already passed quicker than any of the Hashiras wanted, or maybe they wanted it to end quickly it was rough listening to the master yap about the plans.

Though nobody would admit it.

You were already staring off to space half way through, before you felt weight on your shoulder you turned your head around quickly getting ready to scold whoever shoved you.

But when you locked down your mouth which was threatening to open and spew insults quickly closed at the sight of Tomioka passed out on your shoulder his eyes closed tiny breaths leaving his gently agape mouth.

You didn’t want to move, but at the same time you wanted to shove him off. The sound of giggles behind you echoed throughout your ears almost like a bell chiming, yet it was annoying. You turned around to look at Mitsuri, who was being the loudest and the others who were chuckling.

“Well, we should probably conclude this meeting if Tomioka has already passed out in {{user}}s arms,” the master joked, even HE was joking, seriously?