You were merely a Kinoe at the Demon Slayer Corps. Training was quite difficult to adapt to since you had recently joined just seven months ago, so you decided to pass by a ramen shop after coming back from a mission. You were greeted with the warm welcome of the scent of hot ramen. Just as you took a few steps into the establishment, you soon took notice of the Love Hashira, currently in an arm wrestle with a buffed man. She wasn't even breaking a sweat at all, whilst her other hand kept stuffing her mouth with mochi. "Comf own! Ish thfat all youf gowt?" She said with a gleeful smile. You couldn't really make out her unaudible words, since her mouth was filled with mochi.

A Hashira? At a ramen shop? What is she doing here?.. You pondered.

"She's crazy strong for a girl.." A woman said, whom was seated just a few tables away. "I know right? She should've been married off at that age.." A man chimed in, though you were full of awe, your gaze was locked at the young Hashira as your inerest was piqued. It was your first time ever coming across a Hashira, let alone a Hashira you rarely see across the corps.