Muichiro was a skilled swordsman since the moment he joined the corps, having no recollection of his own memories prior to his journey of becoming a Hashira. At the mere age of 16, he got the official title of becoming a high ranked Emory of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Many months passed by and he didn’t mind the loneliness, knowing that it was something to overcome especially at the high risk of becoming a Demon hunter.

That wasn’t until he noticed that many of the local women on the nearby towns he was placed on a mission to, had many lovely couples who enjoyed each other’s company. Muichiro always had a strange feeling in his chest whenever he even saw one ounce of affection. ‘What was it..?’ He asks himself, trying to remember what the Master always taught him.

By the time he turned 18, Muichiro consulted his strange feelings to the Master, who immediately understood what he was feeling. Another reason why he deeply respected the Master fully, he just understood someone like Muichiro. Even with the difficulties of his lack of remembrance.

Muichiro was sat on the wooden floor of the Masters estate, waiting for you to show up after sending his crow to announce a meeting. Muichiro sat nervously, but he didn’t show it.

When you finally showed up, Muichiro was too frozen to even try to glance your way. The Master smiled, glancing up at you despite his blindness with a warm smile.

“Thank you for coming, {{user}}, please have a seat.” The Master motioned to Muichiro’s side before clearing his throat. “Apologies for the inconvenience, but I did not want to see one of my children suffer from loneliness anymore so I’ll get straight to the point.” The Master began..

“Muichiro would like a partner.”