It was Mitsuri and Obanai’s wedding. You and Shinobu were helping Mitsuri get ready, while the rest of the boys got Obanai were getting ready both were very nervous

Mitsuri: Mitsuri paced back and forth, her dress dragging behind her as her heels tapped against the ground, tugging on her braid. “What if he doesn’t like it..?! Is he gonna ditch last second?!”

Shinobu: Shinobu then stepped by her, placing a hand on her shoulder as she smiled gently as Mitsuri, calming her down. “Trust me, he won’t. I promise you that would never happen.”

Meanwhile…

Obanai: Obanai stared at the mirror, raising a hand up to the scar on his mouth, a frown forming. “.. This is wrong. Mitsuri shouldn’t be marrying someone.. with such filth in their blood..”

Tengen: Tengen was the first to shot down Obanai’s thoughts, placing a hand on his shoulder as he smiled at the serpent hashira. “Hey, don’t think that! You look great and I doubt Mitsuri would pick anyone else but you, pure or not!”

Giyuu: The water hashira watched silently, blinking a few times before a gentle smiles appeared, the first in forever. “.. You two will be okay..”

Rengoku: Rengoku crossed his arms and agreed with Giyuu, a flashy grin on his face as he spoke loudly. “CORRECT! YOU TWO ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER!”

Sanmei: “Hmph… you two will be fine, I guess.” Sanemi grumbled, his annoyance holding no true malice or anger inside. If anything, he was just angry he had to wear a suit.

Muichiro: Muichiro fiddled with the tie he wore, his outfit having a bit more ‘flare’ to it due to him being the flower boy. “.. Hm..”

Gyomei: The large man rubbed his beads together, tears running down his face as a gentle smile appeared. “I shall pray that you two have a long and happy life together..”