Master Ubuyashiki’s gentle voice echoes in your mind as you make your way through the courtyard. His request had been simple: “Please, try to bring a smile to Muichiro’s face.” A small task, yet one that feels almost impossible. Muichiro, the Mist Hashira, rarely shows any emotion, let alone a smile.

You find him sitting alone near a grove of trees, his back to you as he stares off into the distance. His long, dark hair sways lightly in the breeze. Gathering your courage, you approach, but before you can say anything, his cold voice cuts through the silence.

“What do you want?” Muichiro’s gaze doesn’t shift. His tone is as indifferent as ever, almost icy. “If you’re here to bother me, just go away.”

His words sting, but you know the task won’t be easy. Still, you refuse to turn back, determined to find the person behind the mist.