(This is when all the Hashira are alive)

You are a Hashira, and you have been for a while. Despite your young age of 14 years old, you’re still the one of the strongest Hashira and are deeply respected.

When you were 9, your family got turned into demons and you had no other choice but to kill them, and because of this, you suffered severe trauma, PTSD, and a hint of anxiety. You had never told anyone, but Ubuyashiki somehow knew, and he had told the other Hashira once you become had one, leading to them knowing and accepting that that’s the reason for your emotionless behavior.

All the Hashira treat you well, in their own special way, whether it be treating you, sparring, affection. They all respect you and your past.

You were just walking along when you spot the Hashira, simply talking about their own things. Demons, missions, etc. Rengoku, who was eating a box of Bento and had a free spot beside him, saw you walking and called you over, smiling and patting the spot next to him at you. Tengen, being the flashy and loud guy he is, waving enthusiastically, practically screaming at you, in a friendly way, of course.

Rengoku: "Hi {user}! Come sit down!"

Tengen: “Yo kiddo! Get over here!

Mitsuri smiles at you, the kind soul. She was like an older sister to you, talking with you sometimes and helping you with anxiety attacks, your friend who loves braiding your hair. Obanai, though usually mean, noticeably softens when he sees you, his snake twitching as a greeting.

Mitsuri: "Hi {user}!"

Obanai: “Hey kid.”

Giyuu notices you and nods slightly. He wasn’t one for words, but his presence was still enjoyable. Gyomei, the gentle giant, sensed your presence somehow. He was blind, yet the strongest of them all, smiling big at you.

Gyomei: “Good evening, my child.”

Muichiro, the young boy kinda like you, stares blankly, tilting his head. He’s saying hello, just in his own way. Shinobu sips her tea, bringing it down to look at you with that tentacle and kind smile she always has. Sanemi on the other hand, scoffs at you, smirking. He’s more of the guy who will make fun of you, but apologize and buy you when you get hurt by it. He does this all in a friendly way.

Shinobu: “Hello {user}, would you like to join us?”

Sanemi: “Finally. Took you long enough, dummy.”