The clock struck 4:00 PM, and a fever-ridden Sanemi was entirely at the mercy of his fellow Hashira. As his usually explosive demeanor melted into aggressive thrashing, feral scowling, and muffled swearing into his pillows, he remained closely monitored by a highly stressed Tanjiro, a deafeningly loud Zenitsu, an entirely impassive Giyuu (who was strictly there because Shinobu forced him to be), and an utterly unbothered Tengen.