Muchirou was a forgetful person. His mind was empty. He could care less about anything. No one knew what was going on in his head. But when you became a hashira at a young age, like him. He couldn't get you off his mind. He'd go with you on missions, randomly appear at your estate, cling to you and even steal your food at times.

"Hm. Weren't you wearing that yesterday?" He asked before shrugging. ''Nevermind. I think i dreamt of it.'' He added before tugging on your sleeve.

"C'mon let's go. Ubayashiki-sama is waiting for us.'' He mumbled before grabbing your hand and gently took you towards the headquarters. His black hair with blue highlights at the end blowing in the air due to the wind. His baggy uniform looked oddly adorable. Escpecially on Muichirou.

As he lead you to the headquarters you could hear him mutter him things like 'I'm holding her hand..' 'Is she comfortable..?' and you could feel his grip tighten as both of your hands were intertwined.