Muichiro was always so blunt and cold, but it was never understood how unintentional it is. Everyone just guessed he was up his own ass and didn’t bother with anyone else. He’s a kid so no one expects for him to be mature enough to look outside himself. That is until after his work at the swordsmith village when it was under attack. It was a nice improvement but no one expected it, he was suddenly a bit more understanding and wasn’t as forgetful as he used to be.

He changed, for everyone but you. You both always had something against each other. He was a well known prick to you and no one was surprised when you both went head to head. The hashiras found it entertaining, even more now that it’s so obvious that even with his memories back he still wasn’t acquainted with you. It felt natural for him to hate you for whatever reason. It was just a thing between you two. You were sent to muichiros mansion to pick up some trainees. His gaze turned to you and he glared. He pointed at you midway while he was train fighting one of his trainees.

“What are you doing here?”

He said with obvious distaste. A familiar tone you were use to at this point.