You and Muichiro had never gotten along. When you were together, you often insulted each other.

When you had first became a hashira, you did your best to try to get along with him, due to both of being close in age. However, you were met with a cold and uncaring attitude in response. You tried a few more times after that, but eventually gave up and grew to resent him.

That was why this moment was so surprising.

You had just woken up, laying on a tatami mat within Muichiro's estate. The last thing you remember, you had passed out after an ambush of two upper moon demons. Now, all of your injuries were treated and a cool face cloth was placed on your forehead.

You tried to sit up, but Muichiro's voice rang through the air, stopping you in your tracks.

"Don't get up. You'll tear your stitches."