Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba: Hinokami Flames

Hashira Training: Part 2

Nezuko limped through the hallway after one full day of training with Sanemi, covered in marks and vomit. 'Now I can understand why Inosuke was excited to this training.' she thought. 'This just kept getting more and more difficult. with every Hashira. Shinazugawa just slashes at you nonstop. He's at the same level as an Upper Rank. Unless you vomit or faint from exhaustion, you don't receive any rest. And even Iguro was kind enough to give breaks. But out of all the corps members, he was five more fierce at me. Letting down my guard for even a second could spell a world of pain. It's been one full day, and I still feel like crap. How I progress if I can't think fast enough?'

"Brother, wait a second!"

'Is that Genya?!' Nezuko looks around the corner seeing Genya trying to talk to Sanemi. 

"Please, can I talk to you?"

"You just don't seem to get the message. I don't have a brother. Now move on, or you'll be torn to shreds." Sanemi threatened. "Stop talking to me like we're close. From what I've seen, you don't have a single piece of talent. Without that, you have no right to swordsman. So, just do us all a favor and leave the demon slayer corps."

"But... but I created Storm Breathing! It was very useful against demons!"

"Oh, please. All you did was make a cheap imitation of Wind Breathing adding Thunder."

Nezuko just watched as Sanemi speaks poorly to Genya. "Please. I just wanted to apologize about before. I'm very sorry, brother."

"Piss off. Why don't you go apologize to someone who gives a shit."

'How inconsiderate can you be?!' Nezuko angrily thought.

"I... I... I fought against the demon that turned our mother!" Sanemi stopped, hearing Genya's words. "It was in the Entertainment District. He was an Upper Rank, named Gyutaro. He taunted about turning her into a demon, because he was jealous of how pretty she was. I was beyond angry. At that Upper Rank, and at myself. But I knew... that I couldn't behead him the way I was back then. So... out of desperation to win I ate his flesh. I ate demon flesh to win."

Sanemi's blood began to boil as veins appeared on his face. "Did you... really... just say to me... that you ate demons?!" In a split-second, Sanemi vanished.

'Where'd he...'

"Genya move!"

Before Genya's eyes could be gauged by Sanemi, Nezuko tackles Genya out of the way bursting through the wall, scaring the demon slayers, but surprising Inosuke. "Scarman is coming! Who's ready to get even more stronger?!"

"Hide! Pretend you're dead and he won't see you!"

"Don't be cowards!"

"Are you crazy?!" Nezuko yells at Sanemi. "Are you seriously trying to kill Genya?!"

"Of course not." Sanemi answered. "Killing an easy weakling would be against our code of conduct. So instead, I'll keep beating him until he can't regenerate. When he does, he can resign from the demon slayer corps. That is how I'll forgive him!"

'He's breathing like a chimney!' Inosuke thought. 'It's like all of his fury is being concentrated on Nezuko and Genya!'

"Ok, now that's just being ridiculous!" Nezuko counteracted. "There's no point in going so far or forcing him to quit! You claim to have no brother! But you shouldn't berate him like he had a choice! Whether or not a person possesses talent, they have the choice to fight off the demons! If you refuse to accept that Genya's the only blood you have left, then just stay the hell out of his way! It's because of him that we survived two Upper Rank battles! I'm not gonna let you hurt my friend!"