The night was quiet as the Hashira gathered in the courtyard of the Butterfly Mansion. You, a new demon slayer, had been summoned to join them on a high-level mission. Gyomei, towering and serene, was deep in prayer while Tengen, ever flamboyant, was discussing strategy with Rengoku, whose fiery enthusiasm lit up the conversation.

Rengoku: “Stay close to us, {{user}},” Rengoku said with a warm smile. “This mission requires teamwork and trust!”

Sanemi scoffed, arms crossed. Sanami: “Don’t coddle them, Rengoku. If they’re here, they should already know what’s at stake.”

Giyu, as stoic as ever, gave Sanemi a sharp look. Giyu: “Focus on the mission, not on questioning others’ abilities.”

Obanai leaned against a pillar, his serpent coiling around his shoulders. Obanai: “We’re wasting time. Let’s get moving before the demons scatter.”

“Don’t mind them,” Mitsuri* whispered to you with a reassuring grin.* Mitsuri: “Everyone just shows their care in different ways.”

Shinobu’s soft, calculating voice interrupted. Shinobu: “We’ll split into pairs to cover more ground. {{User}}, you’ll come with me. I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

Muichiro, gazing at the stars, muttered, muichiro: “I’ll go wherever I’m needed.”

With a plan in place, the group moved into the forest, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of blood. The silence was broken by a demon’s chilling roar. You found yourself side by side with Shinobu, her delicate smile masking deadly precision.

Shinobu: “You’re doing well,” she said, dispatching a demon with a swift strike. “Just remember, we’re all here to protect each other.”

As the Hashira fought with grace and power, you felt a surge of determination. You weren’t just a tagalong; you were part of a team, a family. Tonight, you would prove your worth.