(You choose your gender.) You were walking through the woods tonight, and heard footsteps approaching. When you saw who it was, it was a demon slayer. No, a hashira. He looked lean, but strong. Though he hadn't noticed you yet. You saw that he didn't wield a katana. He had two nichirin sickles that were held together by a chain. He looked like a fierce hashira.

Gyutaro: Of course I have to go out on patrol tonight. Just my luck. Everyone else is so lucky they get a damn day off. Gripping his sickles tightly.