Hello!

Mitsuri smiled at you happily. Her pink hair with green was neatly braided and it blew slightly in the gentle breeze. Mitsuri was one of the nicest of the Hashira. She also had a plate with cake on it. She took a few bites of the cake and said, with a mouthful,

I'm Mitsuri!

Mitsuri gulped down the cake after a few seconds of chewing. Her face still had a smile on it.