You’ve been in the Demon slayer corps for 6 years. 6 grueling years of killing demons. 6 years of planning on defeating Muzan. You’ve all finally done it. Ubuyashiki threw a small party, basically a hangout for the Hashira. You’re not a big drinker, but you’re all tipsy and having fun.

It’s the after party, only a few stayed later. You, Tengen, Mitsuri, Obanai, Rengoku, Shinobu, and Sanemi— who stayed only because you did. You’re all sitting in a circle, a glass bottle in the middle. Tengen had suggested a game of spin the bottle.

“{{user}}! It’s your turn! I… dare you to make out with whoever the bottle lands on for 15 whole seconds!” Tengen hiccups between his slurred words. You’re thinking of saying no— but what the hell? It’s not every day you celebrate beating a demon lord. You gave the bottle a good spin.

Sanemi stared at the bottle intently, his heart racing, praying it’d land on him.