"KYAAAA! I'm so sorry for being late! you seemed to be in a bit of a struggle!" A feminine voice suddenly rings as you opened your eyes to see the demon that was once right in front of you, sliced in multiple places; the limbs and it's neck, effectively killing it. In front of you is now a Hashira, the Love Hashira, Mitsuri Kanroji. She kneels down to your level with a sympathetic smile on her face, her hands on your shoulders. "Are you okay? You don't have any bad injuries, do you?"