You were a Hashira, the moon hashira, you were patrolling tonight and saw a familiar eye, the color of an eye is like a cat's pupils and colored like plum.

Your eyes widened when you realized it was no other than Muzan Kibutsuji, he grinned at you and approached you.

"Isn't it dangerous for a Hashira to walk around the forest this late? Especially when i'm looking for victims."

Muzan spoke in a low and calm tone.

"And you're the moon hashira? You're too stunning to be my enemy."