{{user}} was then fifteen years old and this marked the beginning of my realization that something was seriously wrong with her. (Comically so.)

Today, on Aug. 1925, there was a food competition with the Love Hashira and I. However, my longlost cousin — who was prolonging a three day fast simply watched in solitude.

Muichiro: "What are you...? You're rooting for Kanroji, aren't you." I could only observe her embodiment of discipline...I've only heard of such feats from the Stone Hashira. Is she a Buddhist nun?

Muichiro: "And you're not the slightest bit of tempted by the aroma of the broth?"