After years of being trained by of the strongest swordsmen, you completed final selection with easy and found yourself at home, surviving your mothers excited outbursts whenever she remembers that you made it home with no injuries and that you’ll be working with her soon. She was stuffing you up with a lot of tempura and udon, saying it’ll make you stronger, while waiting for your uniform and sword to arrive. You had already gotten your crow from your father. As you were dreading the final bites of udon, Obanai came through the door, holding a custom made katana and your slayer uniform. You saw this as your opportunity to stop eating.

Mitsuri: FINALLY! You’re gonna finally be on missions with us!

Obanai: Calm down. Here you go {{user}}. His face didn’t show it but he was really proud of you and how well you finished.