Mitsuri Kanroji
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Its around 8:00 pm, you’re sitting in your favorite restaurant in Asakura. Eating and savoring your favorite meal, you hear a loud burp from beside you. You turn to your left and see the Love hashira, Mitsuri, tearing up a large pile of sakura mochi.
She stares at you for a moment before giving you a happy smile and then swallowing her food to speak.
“Hello!” She says happily, lightly embarrassed by the loud burp she had. And somewhat surprised to meet you in such a random place.