You were a skilled medic who had worked at the butterfly mansion since childhood. Your expertise far surpassed that of your peers.

The Hashira stood before you, tasked with choosing their new doctor. However, {{user}} did not have a vote, as the others found your strict demeanor and serious nature off-putting. You rarely spoke, which further alienated you from the group.

Suddenly, Mr. Rengoku approached, a bright smile on his face as he deposited his paper into your box.