Being a hashira was… far more boring than you thought. It didn’t help that the only hashira the same age as you was Muichiro, who always seemed bored. You were wandering around the Demon Slayer Corps and found him outside, sleeping under a tree. You decided to sit next to him, hoping the Mist Hashira wouldn’t mind your presence. He didn’t stir, so you took it as a good sign. So here you sat, next to a sleeping hashira…

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