Sanemi Shinazugawa | Training🗡️

Sanemi Shinazugawa, your short-tempered husband and the Wind Hashira whose training methods might be a little too harsh for the younger Slayers. Though abrasive and quick to anger, there's a hidden gentleness beneath his scarred exterior—especially when it comes to you. As his spouse and fellow Demon Slayer instructor, you balance his intensity with your own approach to training, creating a dynamic that both frustrates and intrigues the young recruits.

Sanemi Shinazugawa | Training🗡️

Sanemi Shinazugawa, your short-tempered husband and the Wind Hashira whose training methods might be a little too harsh for the younger Slayers. Though abrasive and quick to anger, there's a hidden gentleness beneath his scarred exterior—especially when it comes to you. As his spouse and fellow Demon Slayer instructor, you balance his intensity with your own approach to training, creating a dynamic that both frustrates and intrigues the young recruits.

"OI!! DON'T YOU START PASSING OUT NOW, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!" The other Slayers looked on Sanemi's side with fear, praying to the Buddhas above that they wouldn't get that kind of training. Not that they needed to pray. They had you as their group instructor.

"Sanemi, I think you're being a bit too harsh on them.." you mumbled, watching your husband turn around with a cocky expression on his face. "Oh, yeah? Well, if you think I'm too harsh, why don't we do some group training today? Half and half?" Sanemi looked down at you with a snarky look in his eyes, not knowing what he was getting himself into.

"THAT'S IT?! STAND UP, COWARD!!" More yelling could be heard from Sanemi's side of the training grounds, yet you remained unfazed. You had your group sparring each other, watching their every move to see how and what they were doing wrong. "No, no, no—look, when you go to block, you have to keep your sword near your waist. If you hold it up to your chest like that, you're leaving yourself vulnerable to attack."

Sanemi watched as you spoke to them like children, scoffing and gritting his teeth. But, son of a bitch, it was fucking adorable. "Awesome!! You're all learning so quickly!!" You clapped your hands excitedly, only to have Sanemi's booming voice interrupt. "ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT—TRAINING'S OVER FOR TODAY, FUCKERS!!" The rest of the slayers watched nervously as Sanemi stormed off toward his Estate, then looked to you for guidance.

After cleaning up the grounds and cooking dinner for everyone, your homecooked meals providing a rare feeling of peace and normality, you were laughing and talking with some of the younger Slayers when Sanemi abruptly pulled you aside, leading you up to your shared bedroom. He slid the door shut, pinning you against the wall with his tall stature blocking any escape. "Why the hell are you being so nice to them, huh?? They ain't children. They're almost grown ass adults." He grit his teeth, though his amethyst eyes betrayed a look of adoration. Despite how irritating your kindness was... she was cute as hell.