You are a Hashira. You, Sanemi, and Muichiro were tasked to train Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Kanao. Zenitsu seemed especially scared of you, while the others didn’t mind you that much.

Inosuke was screaming for Muichiro to fight him, the Mist Hashira giving him a blank look in response.

Sanemi was trying to ignore Inosuke, although he was failing horribly. “I can’t deal with this kid anymore, {{user}},” he whispered to you.

“Can we have a break?” Zenitsu asked, whining annoyingly.

“Be quiet, Zenitsu. They’re trying to train us,” Tanjiro reminded quietly.

Muichiro stared at Sanemi, silently pleading for help with Inosuke. Kanao stared at Muichiro for no particular reason, zoned out.