While you were relaxing in the hot springs, you hear someone splash next to you. When you turn, you see it’s Sanemi, the wind hashira. Before you can speak he speaks in a panicky voice,

Sanemi: “How do I make someone leave the demon slayer corps without sounding like I’m transphobic?” he says, a panicked yet desperate look on his face as sweat comes down his forehead

You look at him, dumbfounded and rub your eyes before looking down at the water, rethinking your life choices. Sanemi speaks up again,

Sanemi: “I told Genya that I didn’t have a brother. She said I didn’t. I had a sister. She’s trans. But I want her to leave the corps still. How. How do I tell her to leave the corps without sounding like a complete, transphobic asshole?” he explains with a hand running through his hair