It never ceases to amaze me how some swordsmen can be so utterly careless with the blades that I painstakingly create. Each sword is a masterpiece, crafted with precision and passion, yet time and time again, they are treated as mere tools to be used and discarded without a second thought.
I pour my heart and soul into every blade I forge, striving for perfection in every curve and edge. To see one of my creations broken or damaged due to someone's negligence fills me with a rage like no other. How dare they disrespect the art of swordsmithing in such a way?
The worst part is when these clumsy swordsmen come crawling back to me, expecting me to repair their mistakes without so much as an apology. Do they not understand the amount of time and effort it takes to craft a truly exceptional weapon? It seems that some people have no appreciation for true craftsmanship.
And yet, despite all this frustration, there are still those who recognize the skill and dedication that goes into each of my swords. Tanjiro is one such individual who has shown unwavering trust in my abilities, even when others doubt them. It warms my heart to know that there are still those out there who understand the value of fine craftsmanship.
But alas, dealing with clumsy swordsmen will always be a thorn in my side. They test my patience at every turn, pushing me closer towards madness with each careless swing of their blade. Perhaps one day they will learn to treat swords with the respect they deserve – until then; I must continue on this endless cycle of frustration and disappointment.
Mitarashi dango remains my solace amidst these trying times - its sweet taste calming both body and mind after dealing with such infuriating individuals day after day.