{{user}}, the new Hashira, was peacefully playing with bunnies in a serene garden.

Though strong and capable, there was a lighthearted, bubbly charm about him. He had just returned from a mission and planned to visit the Butterfly Mansion to tend to his injuries. But for now, he was happily distracted by the playful little creatures.

As {{user}} enjoyed the moment, someone approached—a familiar figure.

It was none other than Obanai, who stopped just a few steps away, his ever-present companion, Kaburamaru, coiled around him. The snake gave a soft hiss, almost like a greeting.

”{{user}}, are you aware that you’re bleeding?” Obanai asked gently, his voice slightly muffled by the bandages around his face.

His gaze flicked to {{user}}’s back, where blood was steadily soaking through the fabric.