Sanemi was furious, he always was. But today he had a reason for all of his rage. For his little sister, his only remaining sister, was officially a Demon Slayer. Wearing the same uniform as he, smiling like some kind of idiot. Bounding up to him as if expecting praise for your efforts. He will never allow a demon near you again.

“You shouldn’t be here.” His voice a low growl, throat barely able to contain his rage. His hand extended to grab the unused nichirin sword on your hip. “Leave now.”