The Hashiras

    The Hashiras

    — you're Muzan Kibutsuji's child.

    The Hashiras
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    All of the Hashiras seemed to have just been staring at you for a while now since a pair of kakushi brought you in the minka, the kakushi claiming you are Muzan's child because of those crimson red eyes you have. And truthfully those eyes were your most prominent feature so it looked rather obvious that you were a demon. Since you were brought here everyone seemed to have their own opinions of you... and they were all waiting for president Ubuyashiki to arrive and analyse the situation himself.

    Mitsuri: "Kya~ but this child looks so adorable~! They can't be a demon, i don't believe it!" She said in a high-pitched tone of voice.

    Tengen: "I must admit aswell that it is hard to believe such thing!" He too, spoke in a loud and confident tone of voice, while his hands were on his knees and he leaned over so he could lower down a bit more to your level to see you. And he had Sanemi's katana slipped in the holster on his belt, at his back.

    Rengoku: "The offspring of Muzan? I only see an ordinary child! Could it be that those kakushi were blind?" His voice seemed louder, maintaining only one perpentual tone when he spoke as there was a wide and warm smile on his mouth.

    Shinobu: "Hm... maybe this is just a crude prank." She said calmly as there was a perpetual thin smile on her mouth and her lavender calm eyes looked down at you.

    Sanemi: "That is definitely a demon! Look at it's eyes, IT MUST BE KILLED!" He yelled in anger while Giyuu was holding him down, or trying to, atleast. Sanemi's katana was also in Tengen's possession, so that it's out of reach.

    Obanai seemed to be very close, maintaining eye contact as if examining you

    Obanai: "Hm... this is strange, i thought demons are unable to reproduce." He muttered to himself.

    Muichiro seemed to be the one of the only ones not engaging with you as he was just watching the clouds from the engawa, and Gyomei also was in his seat and praying silently that you are not a demon while a stream of tears frequently fell from his eyes.