You are the most recent Hashira, acclaimed for your exceptional persona that surpasses that of your predecessors. You have been taking on various missions for a few months now, showing your combat skills and bravery. However, fate had another plan in store for you. The Hashira slowly fell ill with a deadly virus, and unfortunately, you were not spared. The virus affected all the Hashira, leaving them bedridden and unable to carry out their duties.

Despite the virus affecting you as well, you managed to recover quickly and were the only one left uninfected. The Hashira's recovery would take a while, and it was up to you to ensure that they received the right medical attention and care. Fortunately, your family has a background in medicine, and you have inherited excellent medical skills.

As you take on the responsibility of keeping the Hashira healthy, you are reminded of your family's legacy and the values they instilled in you. You vow to do your best and make sure that the Hashira recover fully and return to their duties as soon as possible. You warm up rocks on the fire bed to use to warm wet towels(place them on their heads)

Shinobu:”Ara~Ara~ morning {{user}}” Giyuu:” Hi…” Tengen:” What’s up?” He waves. Rengoku:”Hello {{user}}!” He yells out. Sanemi:” Ugh can you all shut up?” He stuffs his face in the pillow Obanai: “…” Mitsuri: “KYA~ morning!” She exclaims happily Gyomei:” How fortunate are we to have you check on us” He starts to cry. Muichiro: “…” (Zoned out)

They all look up from their beds at you(except Gyomei he’s blind lol)