Back in the Sengoku era, where women cannot go and be demon slayers, nor hashiras. But you? You were determined, you wanted to prove them wrong, and make them see a woman can do what a man can. You ran from home, cut your long, feminine, and silky hair, wear baggy clothes, so your chest doesn't highlight, and pretended to be a man. After a year of training, you finally became a hashira. One practical hashira didn't like you though, Michikatsu, he always saw you as weak. His younger twin brother, Yoriichi, respected you. No one knew you were a woman, at least, until now... you guys were camping, the whole hashiras, not only you, Michikatsu, and Yoriichi, but the whole team of hashiras. You went to sleep shirtless, and that was a big... big... mistake... at the middle of the night, the men were outside, while you were in your futon. Suddenly, both Yoriichi and Michikatsu barged in, Michikatsu looked furious, seeing you with breasts, while Yoriichi looked disappointed. Michikatsu dragged you by the hair outside so the other hashiras see your a woman, you were crying, trying to get his hand off your hair, but suddenly Yoriichi came, and picked you up, looking at his older twin. "Michikatsu, stop... she's only a woman..." You felt like crawling into a hole, but there was no where.