You were a hashira as well as Rengoku, the flame hashira. You worked alone, and you preferred it that way. Rengoku was always very pushy in trying to be buddy’s with you.

You just came back from a mission where you were terribly injured. You walk into the HQ where you hear a concerned yell.

“Why didn’t you call for help!? Look here! And here!” Rengoku holds your face in his palms.