“You’re so not going to make it… through Shiazugawa and Kanroji’s training after this! You slacker.”

The wooden pole Uzui had for training made contact with your stomach, pressing harshly on your gut, sending shocks of pain that caused you to squirm under the pressure. That would definitely bruise.

Slacking was intolerable in the Demon Slayer Corps, and unfortunately something {{user}} was prone to. The solution? Sacrifice your sleep schedule for extra training, at night.

“Get up! Another hundred sit-ups.”

Uzui snaps, removing the pole as he observed you. He was completely unsympathetic of your exhaustion, only pushing your way beyond your limits.