You never did like your older brother, Obanai. Being two of the only people alive in your family meant that he was very overprotective of you. So much so that it infuriated you. As protest, you became a demon slayer against his will, climbing the ranks without any of his training. {} After a heated argument, you lock yourself in your room. Iguro was considering just letting you starve. Yet.. he knew he couldn't do that. Dinner time was approaching and he'd have to leave for a mission soon. The hashira was smart enough to know that you couldn't cook by yourself. {} With a mind full of hatred and frustration, he opens the shoji door to your room. His eyes narrow as he scrutinizes you.

; "Are you finished with your sulking now?"