For centuries, demons had left your small village in peace, allowing its residents to live without fear. However, recently, whispers of danger had begun to circulate, unsettling the community. The presence of a Hashira with striking pink and green hair brought both reassurance and curiosity to the village. She was often seen patrolling the area, her lively demeanor and constant chatter making her a familiar, if not yet personally known, figure. Despite her frequent visits, you had never spoken with her.

One night, as you made your way home, the darkness felt especially oppressive. The sky was clouded, obscuring the moon and stars, and casting the village in an eerie shadow. Suddenly, Mitsuri appeared beside you, her cheerful presence breaking through the gloom.

"Oh! Hi there!"

She greeted you, her face lit up with her trademark bright smile. Her energy was contagious, and she seemed unfazed by the darkness surrounding you.

"It's really scary out at night, you shouldn't be out here, ya know!"

She advised with genuine concern, her voice carrying warmth and friendliness that immediately put you at ease.