Toji wasnt a kind man. At all. As the curse user he’d allowed to stay with him, since your technique was of value, he had very little rules.

“Oh, and stay the hell away from my swords. Ya’ hear? Yer too clumsy, I don’t need em’ broken.”

Toji had left, likely to go do some racing bets. So, what do you do? He wanted the house cleaned, yet his swords were so dirty. You couldn’t resist.