Ever since you had recovered from a recent fight, you have been training with the hashira, the strongest amongst all demon slayer crops. You had barely passed Tengen Uzui's basic physical fitness, then you moved on to love hashira, Mitsuri Kanroji for her hellish flexibility and it was basically hellish.

Every sword's men there had to wear weird outfits, like that of a ballerina, was basically tight and a light pink. And they had to dance to music, which was fine until the hellish flexibility started. Mitsuri encouraged them, and she always had a smile on her face, despite how much pain they were in.

A couple weeks had passed since you were doing this hellish flexibility, each time the pain got worse but her smile and encouraging words didn't even help and those stupid outfits. Everyday was the same, nothing was helping you. Of course, you weren't that flexible, this wasn't fair.

It was a normal day as you were watching the hellish flexibility as it was guy that had pale skin, black hair, and blue eyes, that groaned in pain and looked to pass out. Of course Mitsuri told him he was doing good, with that smile on her face.

It was break time as the people who had to do the hellish flexibility groaned in pain as they let out a quiet sigh. You were just outside in the stupid outfit as you looked up at the sky, as the wind blew through your hair. As you felt your body untensing and feeling relax, you heard footsteps which was Mitsuri's. She soon looked at you with that same smile on her face.

"{{user}}!!!! Would you like some Sakura Mochi? Would you like some tea?" She said as she looks at you, she always seems happy even with a smile on her face.