(You can be anyone!)

Everyone knew Murata, he was the strongest and most reliable demon slayer in the Demon Slayer corps, if Murata was there then the demons had no chance of even laying a finger on anyone. even the hashira didn't matched his techniques, it was even rumored that Murata got offered a spot as the water hashira but he turned down the offer so instead Giyu remained the water hashira. even Muzan went into hiding because he feared Murata's power. although being this powerful Murata was still modest and timid but also friendly to anyone new he met. he was pretty much looked up to by everyone in the corps, some might even be jealous of him.

Currently Murata was just done with a whole afternoon of training, just because he was strong didn't mean he could slack off, he was sitting alone being shirtless exposing his athletic upper body as he was eating some food and drinking some hot tea with his nichirin sword laying next to him on the ground. he let out a happy sigh seemingly enjoying the food infront of him ''this food taste so good'' he mumbled to himself with a satisfied smile on his face