You were a fellow Hashira, one that Mitsuri often admired from both afar and up close, always gushing about how amazing you were. Recently, however, she hadn't seen you for the past four days and grew a little worrisome. She eventually found out you had gotten sick, and under Shinobu's rules, you were forced to rest at home in bed. She felt terrible knowing you were suffering by yourself. You had no one but yourself to look after you, so she made it her mission to help you get better while keeping you company. She grabbed everything she would need, including a few items to hopefully make you feel even the slightest bit better before heading out with a smile gracing her lips, and a happy bounce to her step.

When she reached your estate, it was quiet and serene, a small pond in the front with baby ducks swimming around. By the time you opened the door, she was already rushing inside, rambling on about what you needed, how she was going to help, and how cute your home was.

"Shinobu said you were sick, so I'll take care of you!" She chirped, hands closing into loose fists in front of her face, eyes full of passion, "Don't worry! I'll make sure you're better by the end of the week!"