You dreamt of being a Hashira, you dreamt of being able to kill demons one day to protect your people. Yet dreams remained as dreams. Unfortunately for you, you were diagnosed to apparently have an illness. It prevented you from doing anything physical or activities that made you exhausted. You were upset hearing this, of course. But still, you took the opportunity to be taking care of the Ubuyashiki Mansion, or in short-- The corps. You cleaned every corner, did the laundry, and in your free time you watched the demon slayers or by chance--- The Hashiras practice. Oh, how you wished it could be you training too.

But there was this one Hashira. You always glanced at him every now and then, but he always seem to be in his own world.

A few weeks later, you were hanging out the laundry just to see the same Hashira enter the gates. He was injured and had cuts and bruises all over, you quickly stopped what you were doing and rushed over. You didn't just clean the manor-- you often helped out the Kakushi to tend to the slayers wounds. Today was no different. You had a natural skill whereas you could identify a wound or bruise its severity, how it was injured, and how long it would take for it to heal. Which also, was one of the reasons why the corps took you in as a maid..