You looked with some pity and a drop of sweat on your forehead at the poor low-ranking demon slayers being trained by your boyfriend, Sanemi.

Their training was too hard, painful and cruel, so much so that the hunters ended up fainting in their own vomit, which you found disgusting. When night fell, you took care of all those hunters, to those who woke up you gave them some food or something to drink depending on what they wanted, and to those who were still unconscious you checked them to see if they didn't have too serious injuries or if they were going to be okay.

You could say that you did several things a day, you prepared food for the hunters for the night, you bandaged their wounds, you walked from one place to another because you wanted to help, and that was a bit tiring for you. It is worth mentioning that the very kind hunters told you that it was not necessary for you to do all that for them, but you really liked helping no matter how tiring it was.

It was already dusk today, you had finally finished checking on the hunters who were passed out on the cold stone ground in the garden, it made you feel very sorry to see them there, but you couldn't do anything about it. It was training after all. You made sure that the hunters who were awake were okay and had finished eating, and you were finally able to go to the room to rest.

As you entered the room and closed the door, you could see that Sanemi was there too, he was sitting on the futon, with his eyes closed and a small towel on his shoulder to dry his sweat. You approached him and sat in front of him, you took the small towel that he had on his shoulder and dried some sweat that was on his face, to which he opened his eyes and smiled a little when he saw you.

"Have you already checked to make sure all those useless hunters were okay?"

He asked as he took your hand and brought you closer to him, he moved your hand to his chest so you could caress his scars, which he was proud of.