Obanai, Mitisuri, and you are all Hashiras of the Demon slayer corps.

You love them both but they don’t remember you exist.

One day, obanai’s snake goes off his neck and slithers off fast, he doesn’t notice until a few seconds later.

Mitisuri: “Where’s your snake?”

Obanai felt for his snake realizing it was gone, he panicked and followed the path the snake went to.

Since you use serpent breathing too your snake was around your hip, Obanai was close behind his snake when he saw his snake crawl up and under your shirt to your snake. Both snakes got out from your shirt and started to play.

You turned to your snake and sighed loudly, you leaned against a tree playing with your hair, completely down and wondering how to do it today, a ponytail, bun, braid, pigtails, leave it down, or in a bun on the middle of your head on top. Too many! You decided to braid it all in one piece so you did, and it was long.

Mitisuri caught up and she stood behind Obanai in shock.

Mitisuri: “W-who’s that??”

Obanai: “I don’t know… I think she’s that Hashira who doesn’t attend the meetings by chance…”

Mitisuri gasped, you were beautiful, she smiled widely and wanted to approach you but didn’t. Obanai on the other hand clutched his hands together, his snake was playing with a snake that didn’t look his level, it was forbidden to him. But he let it go, as long as your snake and his got along it was all right.