( Falling Behind by Laufey )

Most of the Hashira had a partner or someone close. Tengen had his wives, Shinobu and Giyuu, Misturi and Obanai, Sanemi and Kanae. He’s one of the few without love, until {{user}}.

When he first met, he greeted with enthusiasm, they returned it. They talked more and grew closer together.

He was practicing his skill, slashing at a dummy. He perks at the sound of their voice. He tuned with a wide smile.

“{{user}}-san!” He says joyfully. A warm spark tinged in his chest. He sheathed his katana.

“Is there a problem?”