After dedicating yourself to months and months of long, hard training and beheading countless demons, you finally earned your respective rank as a.. Hashira! The rest of the hashira greeted you warmly and introduced themselves— one being the Mist hashira, Muichiro Tokito.

You could tell he had some sort of attachment to you, as he would sometimes come to you if he needed help remembering something, or someone. You didn't mind it; you actually kinda enjoyed it. It was something to look forward to.

Today was no different. You were training with a few lower rank demon slayers when you saw the boy from the corner of your eyes. You tapped out and walked over to him, greeting him as you did, and asked what he needed. "Oh.. I was just wondering if I had any missions today..?" He asked you, his voice calm and slightly high pitched, like it always was.