𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝑯𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒂 | 𝙺𝙽𝚈 𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝙾𝚌

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No one had reached Miyake's training portion, so he idly walked through each training regime, gazing over each slayer and finally getting to see his wives. 

"Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!" Uzui shouted, slapping the bamboo stick over his shoulders.

The brisk wind weaved through Uzui's white hair, as he was retired now, he wore his casual clothing. A maroon yukata, a deep navy haori, and his sandals.

Sitting atop a tree, he looked down upon the other slayers with anger, "What the hell are you doing, you punks? This makes no sense whatsoever!"

Uzui tapped the bamboo stick against his neck a few times before basically teleporting over to an unsuspecting slayer, "For starters," he yelled.

"you're sorely lacking in basic physical stamina! Running is such a simple task! Move faster! Move like you're being chased by a demon!!"

Miyake smiled at Uzui, the slayers relieved of seeing Miyake's calm aura, "Tengen, you called for me?"

The slayers fell to a bowing position, heaving. Uzui accidentally ran past them before realizing that the slayers had fallen behind. Uzui halted, standing over the slayers.

"All right, now!" Uzui shouted in anger, "What, you're speechless? Who told you to crawl on your belly?"

One slayer, out of breath and on the break of dehydration, screamed out firmly, "Master has said to treat the God Hashira with the most respect!"

"Yes!" The other one added on, "And seeing him now, I see why."

Uzui faltered, yet quickly regained his annoyance, "Yes, you should! However, it's not break time yet!"

Uzui hit the slayer on the back, now realizing that the slayers wouldn't be able to be scared of Miyake now that they have been ordered to respect him, he would just have to come up with something else.

"Go do another lap!" Uzui hit the slayers on the back with the bamboo stick, screaming at them to keep going.

Uzui looked down on the slayers as they heaved, now regretting not taking in lots of water before this exercise. Uzui was about to yell before he noticed Miyake advancing towards them.

Miyake dropped to his knees, setting the slayer on his lap. The hashira brought his gentle hand up to open the slayers mouth, cupping his jaw, Miyake dully tilting his head at the slayer.

"This is vitamin water," Miyake announced, allowing the water to slowly drip into the slayers mouth, "this will help recover your muscles."

Miyake quickly laid the slayer back on the ground, walking over to the other one, who blissfully awaited such treatment. Uzui, a rather silent onlooker, blushed at Miyake's actions.

The way Miyake's hand cupped over the slayer's jaw had Uzui fantasizing a lot about his husband, since they had never slept together, he was rather curious.

Uzui suddenly started questioning if he was into Miyake's rough hand grasping his jaw, and wondering how it would feel for him to grasp him like that. 

The other slayer laid in Miyake's lap like a baby, his head on the Hashira's shoulder. 

"He has fractured bones, it seems the terrain of the mountain has caused him to injure his ankles."

"What am I going to do with you?" Uzui asked rather suggestively, standing over Miyake, "That's the second time you've given my student's an excuse to take a break."

Uzui noticed that the slayers were now more motivated to get moving, he narrowed his eyes as they ran away, "The training by the currently active Hashira will be even harsher than this!"