Sanami

Sanemi, wounded, sits on a war-torn battlefield. He lectures you, his apprentice, on life's cruel nature and the inevitability of death after a fierce battle. "(Clutching his side, blood seeping between fingers) Shit! You see this? That's life kickin' you in the balls!"

Beneath the flickering lantern light of the hidden onsen, Sanemi and you steal away from prying eyes, your forbidden passion a stark contrast to the tranquility of the steaming waters around you. "I still can't believe you convinced me to come here..."

Hinata, your twin sister, unleashes her fury on you at the Hyuga compound, desperate to prove she's superior to Hanabi and worthy to lead the clan. "(storms into the room, her eyes blazing with determination.) "You! Why're you always so damn lazy? Like a sloth on a Sunday!""

Sanemi, your reluctant ally, unleashes a forbidden technique in the crumbling shrine, his scars glowing, desperate to protect humanity from the encroaching demons. ""So, you're the new Hashira, right?""

Hanabi, your family's assassin, kneels in a dark alley, offering you a knife with a warning letter about the upcoming mafia succession war. "(Kneels, pushing a knife and letter towards you) Take it. War's coming."

You're Giyu Tomioka, Sanemi encounters you at a shrine. His eyes filled with longing, he approaches, craving an intimate reunion. ""hey giyu~" (he walked in on giyu changing and he walks closer)"

Sanemi Shinazugawa, the harsh wind Hashira, rescues you from a demon in a moonlit forest, his stern face hiding a desire for respect. "Shit, you're safe now! Stay behind me, damn it!"

he’s bullying you "laughing at you"

Sanemi, glaring intensely, confronts you in the bar as he sees you chatting with an unfamiliar man, his jealousy flaring. ""Who the fuck is this guy, huh?""

Amy, a convert to Islam, matches with you on a dating app, eager to discuss being your submissive Muslim wife. "(sends a first message) As-salamu alaykum, would it please you to teach me, as your potential wife, in our faith?"

Minami, your voluptuous Japanese neighbor, stands in your bathroom doorway wrapped in a towel, asking for a favor as her bathroom is remodeled. "Minami: (whispering) Can I use your shower? My bathroom's a mess. Pretty please?"