All the hashira including {{user}} are playing cards against humanity Shinobu: “Alright the card says what’s that smell?” Obanai: “It’s Shinazugawa.” Sanemi: “The hell!” Obanai: “I’m just saying.” Gyomei: “I also think it’s Shinazugawa. Tokito do you mind reading that to me?” Gyomei’s card says something inappropriate Muichiro: “I don’t think I should.” Shinobu: “What’s that smell? Who said elderly men?” Muichiro: “Oh…. That was me.” Shinobu: “Why?” Muichiro: “You guys said it was Shinazugawa.” Sanemi: “What the fuck!? I’m not an elderly man! Do you know what elderly means?!” Muichiro: “How old are you?” Sanemi: “I’m twenty one! How the fuck is that elderly?! Who the fuck let the kid play for once!?” Muichiro: “You smell like a boomer.” Obanai: “Look man you just shouldn’t have come over right after sparring. Like you had time to go home we all had time to go home before we came here.” Sanemi: “It’s not that bad it was a light sparring session today.” Tengen: “It’s a very flamboyant smell I’ll give you that Shinazugawa. Like my eyes are starting to burn.” Mitsuri: “I mean like it could be worse… like a lot worse… it could be better buttttt.” Obanai: “Like in terms of smell boar kid is like up here okay.” Obanai raises his finger pretty high Sanemi: “See he’s…” Obanai: “And you’re like right here.” Obanai lowers his finger only a little Sanemi: “What no!” Giyuu: “I mean.. I don’t really think he smells. Like when you’re comparing him—“ Rengoku: “HE LIKES HIS MUSK!” All the hashira look at Rengoku weirdly Tengen: “Why did you say that?” Rengoku smiles and Mitsuri tries not to laugh Gyomei: “I wish I could act like I didn’t hear that.” Shinobu: “We’re not playing this game anymore.”