𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

❀ 05. ᴛᴇᴀᴍ

"Ow," Senri muttered out as Shiki easily jabbed the cotton ball that was dosed in medicine onto his twin brother's wound that was on his forehead. They let out a sigh as they were left in the training grounds of the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters.

"Done resting?" and they tensed up when they heard the familiar voice of the Wind Hashira, Shinazugawa Sanemi who was waiting impatiently at the side with the bamboo sword held in his hand as he gently used it to pat himself on the shoulder.

"N-No..." Senri mumbled out and Sanemi narrowed his pale purple eyes at the poor man who was terrified. He swallowed the lump in his throat as his twin brother quickly treated his wound once more, only to hear the door to the training room they were in, opening.

"You are late," Sanemi spoke out as he turned to look at Kimiko and Ayumi who were panting as they had run towards the training ground the moment they had ended their lessons at school. Sanemi then muttered in his breath as the girls quickly got ready for their training, only for them to wince slightly at how badly wounded Senri was.

Given how Sanemi doesn't go easy on them ever since they were assigned to be on Sanemi and Himejima's team. They could only mentally sigh as they swallowed the lumps in their throats as they got into position. Cornering Sanemi from the corners.

How they wished that [name] was the one training them instead.

"You can tell that Shinazugawa-san's training is hard just from looking at how much Senri is suffering. Usually, he would be so hard to beat down. He and Shiki often aced the training from the other Hashiras. But when it comes to the Wind Hashira's training, it's so different. I can feel the pain just by standing here," a member from Inosuke's team spoke out as they looked at the ongoing training that Sanemi was giving to the former team that was under [name]'s guidance.

"It's a simple Shinazugawa-san beatdown session where he slashes at you nonstop. There's no resting until you either vomit or faint," the member spoke out and turned to look at his fellow teammate as well.

"Yeah... I can tell. Even Iguro-san gave more breaks. And we are up next in his training, I wonder if I'll reach home with bruises again..." his teammate spoke out only to feel someone patting them on the shoulders. They turned to look and their eyes widened at the Sun Hashira who was passing by and somehow overheard what they had said.

"Well, as long as you don't piss him off, his training will be a breeze. When I was still training to become a better demon slayer, Shinazugawa-san was especially fierce against me. If I let my guard down even for a moment, I'll get hurt so bad my injuries will regress," the Sun Hashira spoke out from experience and trembled slightly.

"Well then, seems like you lots will have fun in his training. Please survive," was all Tanjiro said as he turned to walk away and the team that was under Inosuke's care turned to look and their eyes widened at how badly beaten up the former team was.

"Go and get yourselves fucking clean up and rested. Tomorrow's your off day, right? Do something about it," he muttered out as he turned and his pale purple eyes narrowed towards where Inosuke's team was.

And his team could only swallow the lump in their throats as they prayed for their lives. For their training with the most violent Hashira was about to commence.

"You alright?" Ayumi asked as she gently patted Senri on the back as he was the one who obtained the most wounds once more and he turned to look at his twin brother who too, suffered numerous blows.

But he suffered the worst of them all.

"Yeah... Just... I think he might have dislocated my jaw. It's difficult to talk," he muttered out and watched as his twin brother came up to him and placed his hand beneath his chin and the top of his head.