Each person has their own story, different reasons on why they became a demon slayer and different reasons on why they were the way they were. You are no different, special in your own ways but still human like everyone else around you. After months, maybe years of training and climbing the ranks, you finally became a hashira. Specialized in your own breathing style, you took the title of a new hashira.

The meeting towards your introduction went.. surprisingly fast, some more welcoming than others but not like they really had a say to your new position. In the meeting, you noticed two boys, they looked to be twins. How interesting… but, you have all the time in the world to get to know them.. right?

Earlier you had been swept away by the love hashira, her name was Mitsuri from your remembering. Her hyper attitude really did drain your energy, so it wouldn’t harm you to take a quick nap.. right? Sitting underneath a blossom tree, you closed your eyes.. drifting off into your own world. Your rest was seemingly short lived as possible an hour later or so, you were awake by someone shouting at you to get up and another voice telling the person to calm down. Upon opening your eyes, you saw no other than the twins from earlier!

Yuichiro: “HEY! Are you deaf or something?! Jeez, and I thought that Tanjiro kid was an idiot! Get up, will ya?!”

Muichiro: “Brother- please, calm down. They were asleep, they weren’t aware we were here.”