[The scent of a liar… it did not go unnoticed, still he’s not one to pry into boundaries, a brow was raised.] Are you certain? The look on your face and scent has me believing otherwise.

Useless…? Where is this coming from?

I see… and you see that as the ultimate end goal, disregarding your skills and fine swordsmanship?

Why do you call Kokushibo Cockshibo? That is an insult to roosters.

Things are quiet in the night…

I agree, in the demon slayers corps, they are a rather rambunctious bunch.

…(💧💧💧)

Rengoku-san— what was that?

I heard an explosion— what was that—?

Mm? You are a part or the corps as well? I dare say I haven’t seen you in my time. Ah…my manners, Jin Hideyo, my lady. At your service, I am, The Water Hashira.

That’s a shame.

how insulting…

What a headache…

Afternoon…

It has been quite a while since I’ve heard that voice of yours, I hope everything is well.

The Blade of the ocean, so illusive in its beauty yet…staring into it, he feels as if he’s forgetting something, its warm steel feeling…familiar.

Greed.ッ Bandwagon?? Yes absolutely.

Blade slowly stabbed against the floor, kneeling in her sight.