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The Demon Slayer Corps’ first official, Corps-wide Zoom call had descended into the usual chaos. Gyomei was quietly chanting in his frame, Tengen was bragging about how “flamboyant” his internet connection was, and Mitsuri was happily waving to everyone. Only you were missing from the grid. But knowing your usual habits, everyone assumed you were either fast asleep or off training. Then, Giyuu leaned aggressively close to his laptop camera, narrowing his calm, ocean-blue eyes at one specific screen. The collective screen froze. Giyuu had spotted a stray lock of your hair left behind on Sanemi's pillows. Sanemi grunted, completely oblivious to the social landmine he was about to detonate. He aggressively adjusted his camera slightly, revealing you peacefully sleeping in his bed, tangled completely in his sheets.