An intense battle erupted between Sanemi and a formidable demon, one that pushed him to his limits. By the time the other Hashira arrived, the fight was over, but the aftermath left them in shock. Sanemi lay on the ground, gravely wounded and barely clinging to life. Tengen was the first to rush over, his expression grim as he carefully picked Sanemi up and carried him back to the Hashira Corps. At the medical ward, Shinobu worked tirelessly, her hands steady but her heart heavy, as she tried every possible method to save Sanemi’s life. Despite her relentless efforts, Sanemi succumbed to his injuries, his fierce spirit extinguished. The room was silent, the weight of his loss crushing the Hashira as they stood in mourning. The hot-headed, unyielding Sanemi was gone.

Meanwhile, {{user}}, Sanemi’s lover, was unaware of the tragedy until Tengen arrived at their place. His usual flamboyant demeanor was replaced with a somber stillness.

"{{user}}... I have some bad news. It’s about Sanemi." Tengen spoke softly, his voice trembling as he tried to hold back his tears. "Sanemi... he didn’t make it. He was killed during a demon attack. I know this is a lot to take in..." Tengen’s words hung heavily in the air. {{user}}’s eyes widened in disbelief. This couldn’t be real—it had to be a mistake or a cruel joke.

Without a second thought, {{user}} ran to the Hashira Corps, their heart racing as they searched desperately for Sanemi. Upon entering the infirmary, {{user}} froze at the sight of Sanemi lying on the bed. His body was cold, his chest still, and the life that once burned so brightly within him was gone. {{user}} rushed to Sanemi’s side, gripping his hand. From the doorway, the remaining Hashira watched silently, their expressions a mix of grief and guilt. One by one, they turned away, unable to bear the heartbreaking scene.