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    He buries the majority of his face under his duvet and looks up at him, studying the shape of his face. “Do you remember in second year at nationals when you called me an asshole, and I said you were one too?”

     

    “Yes?”

     

    “Well, I think we were right. We’re both assholes, but… it’s kinda different when we’re with each other, don’t you think?”

     

    He looks down at him, eyebrow raised, and he looks so soft in the warm lighting of his bedside lamp, looks just as warm as he feels. “Sleep on your side so you don’t choke on your vomit,” he says, ruining the moment.

     

    “You suck.”

     

    “Says you.”

     

    In other words, Atsumu invites Sakusa to his family's home for their summer break and what follows is a combination of Miya Four antics, quiet moments, and changing feelings.

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    11 Jul 2026

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    He and Sanemi were tasked with just that- to deliver the compensation of a now-dead slayer to their family. He figured it would be sad- that the scene before him would move him to tears, but it didn’t. He was unfeeling, proper- offering condolences out of necessity rather than simple kindness. He’d remember a few stops ago, where a mother had thrown her arms around him, pleading for him to be lying, another had thrown the money on the floor, screaming about how this money would never replace their son, their world. Giyu had to admit- it almost hurt, it reminded him so much of his own grieving that he almost felt sorrow for the living.

     

    The Demon Slayer Corps is disbanding, leaving Sanemi Shinazugawa and Giyu Tomioka as the last remaining Hashira. Bound by this (and maybe bound by something closer), they attempt to finish administrative duties while suffocating in their own survivor's guilt, neither of them aware of how to function without a sword in hand.
    However, amidst the night terrors and lingering ghosts, they might just learn how to hold onto each other.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    They’re not in love—it’s nothing like that. Never been like that.

    But from time to time, they both open up. From time to time, they unfurl.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    “A crush is different from just liking someone.” Aoi takes a slow breath, forcing herself to speak normally. “It’s when you get that warm, tingly feeling around them. When your stomach feels weird—like butterflies. You want to be near them, spend time with them, be together.” She hesitates, then adds, “Like Tanjiro and Kanao.”

    Inosuke listens carefully, which is already a bit shocking. His expression shifts, thoughtful, his lips pressing together as if he’s rolling her words over in his head.

    Aoi starts to relax. Good. He gets it now—

    “But that’s how I feel with you.”

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    OR: Aoi explains crushes to Inosuke.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Mitsuri’s gaze drops to the ground, her hands returning to clutch at her braids, trying futilely to cover herself. She bites her lip, her chest tight with a mixture of embarrassment and regret. Maybe she should have taken Kocho’s offer. Maybe burning this awful uniform really was the best idea.

    She feels her face heat up again, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. But before they can spill, the sharp, unmistakable sound of fabric tearing snaps her out of her spiraling thoughts.

    Her head jerks up just in time to see Shinazugawa gripping the edges of his uniform shirt and ripping it open, the golden buttons flying off in every direction. His scarred chest and muscular torso are left completely exposed, and for a moment, Mitsuri can only gape at him in shock.

    Then, in a voice low enough that only Mitsuri can hear, he grumbles, “I won’t let a woman dress like that alone.”

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    OR: Mitsuri's first meeting as a Hashira.

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    02 Jul 2026