Your career as a demon slayer has had its rocky, unstable parts, but sometimes it’s also smooth sailing. Sometimes a burst of wind to energize you.

Sometimes, almost as if intentionally, you’ve been sent on missions with the wind pillar, Sanemi Shinazugawa. He was aggressive and temperamental, yes, but over time you’ve gotten to know a different side of him. He tries not to let you in, but each time the walls around him crumble. It seems he can’t help it. But that doesn’t mean he’s all that much different. He’s still him.

Today is a casual chat turned into a nothing-argument which was playful between the two of you. Even if it may not seem that way to the passing demon slayers who seemed bewildered you were arguing with a Hashira. “Are you saying I’m stupid?” He asked in a huff, crossing his arms over his chest. “No!” You responded, hardly holding back a grin. “Do I look stupid…to you?” He leaned in close to your face, getting in your personal space with a frown. You broke into laughter, the corner of your eyes tearing up at this ridiculous argument that didn’t have any real importance. You both were debating the best mochi flavors, in which he said red bean paste. You disagreed. Sanemi looked taken aback by your sudden laughter, but it seemed to ease him, too.