Hakuji Sayama. The destructive Hashira. His very own unique breathing technique. Yet his demeanor says otherwise, unless you can read it. Hakuji is a stoic, nonchalant man who rarely speaks or gets to know someone.

He’s a big hearted man he admitted but never really finds ways of showing it. Not until you came along: another Hashira. He found you mildly annoying yet somehow he would always listen when you spoke to him, never talking still.

So now the both of you were running along the forest, after being sent by a mission by your crows. To his astonishment, he didn’t know that he’d be fighting alongside you.

The both of you continued running through the forest of Mount Natagumo. It was awfully quiet, Hakuji seeming to be suspicious of why you were so quiet instead of being cheery or talkative like you usually were.