Tying the Knot: Giyuu & Sanemi's Guide to a (Not so) Perfect Wedding

V. Step Five: Pick the Perfect Venue (Avoid Past Trauma)

Weddings, as Sanemi Shinazugawa was discovering, were more trouble than they were worth. Between the wedding attire debacle with Tengen, and now the search for a venue, Sanemi was starting to regret agreeing to have an actual ceremony at all. Eloping had never sounded so good.

But here they were, standing in front of a map, staring at the long list of possible wedding venues that Tengen had drawn up. The sprawling table in the Demon Slayer Corps' main hall was littered with brochures and papers, each one promising the most "magical" or "elegant" location for a wedding.

Sanemi hated them all.

"This one has a waterfall view," Tengen said, pointing to a particularly flashy brochure featuring a grandiose castle perched precariously near a cliff. "Imagine the photos with that in the background- flashy, right?"

Sanemi snorted, glaring at the picture of the castle. "It looks like it's about to fall off the damn cliff."

"It's structurally sound," Tengen assured him. "I checked. And it's got a dazzling ballroom inside. You'll have the perfect reception."

"I don't want a damn ballroom," Sanemi muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. "Or a reception."

"We'll need a place to eat after the ceremony," Giyuu pointed out quietly from where he was sitting on the other side of the table, his usual calm demeanor contrasting sharply with Sanemi's simmering frustration.

"Then we'll eat wherever we are," Sanemi grumbled, picking up another brochure and immediately tossing it aside. It featured a lush garden with blooming flowers, and just looking at it made Sanemi's skin crawl. "I don't care about a reception. I just want the ceremony done, and that's it."

Tengen chuckled. "You really don't have any sense of romance, do you?"

Sanemi glared at him. "I have enough romance to know I don't need to be standing in a flowery garden to get married. It's pointless."

"You're going to regret not having something memorable," Tengen warned, flipping through the stack of brochures with his usual flair. "Trust me, you want a venue that stands out. This is a big day."

Sanemi opened his mouth to retort, but Giyuu cut him off before he could get too worked up. "Maybe we should just focus on what we want," Giyuu said quietly, his voice calm and even. "We don't need something flashy. Just somewhere... peaceful."

"Exactly," Sanemi muttered, his scowl softening ever so slightly as he glanced at Giyuu. "Something simple. No fancy ballrooms, no ridiculous gardens. Just somewhere we can get this over with."

Tengen sighed dramatically, shaking his head. "You two are the least fun grooms I've ever met."

"We're not here to be fun," Sanemi shot back. "We're here to get married."

"Yes, yes," Tengen waved his hand dismissively, "but you're missing the point. This is your wedding day. It should be spectacular."

"It should be quick," Sanemi corrected him, his patience wearing thin.

Giyuu cleared his throat. "What about somewhere by the water?"

Tengen paused, raising an eyebrow. "By the water? You mean, like, a beach?"

Sanemi made a face. "I'm not standing in the sand in the middle of the day. I'll burn up like a piece of charcoal."

"Not a beach," Giyuu clarified. "Something quieter. Like a lake. Or a river."

Tengen nodded slowly, flipping through the stack of brochures with a renewed sense of purpose. "Hmm, a river... peaceful, quiet... I think I've got something that might work."