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guiding me with her using our conjoined hands.

I rose a brow as she switched her grip to hold only one of my hands before she began dragging me behind her. "Kanroji-san, what are you talking about?" I couldn't help but deadpan, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of my face.

She was about to speak a response, opening her mouth, only to have another voice join the mix. "Kanroji-san, did you find her?!" It was a booming voice as it travelled down the path. You could practically hear his wide grin as he called out to the woman ahead of me.

That voice couldn't belong to anyone else but the flame hashira, and it made me question; 'what the hell is going on?'

We rounded the corner, and to my no doubt sweatdrop, all of the hashira were gathered in one place, some being held in place to be there, and others just grinning and talking to the others around, whether the other person was willing to continue the conversation or not.

It was almost blinding, witnessing the clash of colours that happened to be springing around the small area all at one time. All the grins, and all the scowls over everyone's faces, I would call it amusing if I wasn't caught up in this mess, myself.

I turned to the woman, who continued to drag me across the estate grounds. "Kanroji...what is this..." A shadow cast over my eyes, my lips forming a thin line as she pulled me along, her grin still prominent.

"Oh, come on, (Y/N)-Chan! I thought I told you to call me by my first name!" She huffed, puffing out her tinted cheeks as she furrowed her brows, turning around to face me. "None of us had any missions, and so Uzui-sama invited us all to his estate! Isn't that nice of him?" She began to gush over the taller hashira, who was currently holding the wind hashira in a head lock while grinning, stars surrounding him as he ruffled the shorter man's hair. That said man looked like he wanted to kill the sound hashira.

"But...I'm not a hashira. Why bring me along?" I inquired as we stopped, her hand still comfortably sitting on my own.

She grinned, giving a close eyed smile while giving my hand a light squeeze. "That's simple! Your power easily matches, or if not, is greater than any of ours! You're basically a hashira but with a different title! We wouldn't leave you out for the world." She put it so simply, as if it were just common knowledge to anyone, and yet, for whatever reason, a small bubbling sensation ran through my chest, and I could suddenly feel my heart speeding up without permission.

I could only clear my throat, looking away as if she spoke utter nonsense, her hand still gripping my own. She began squealing, puffing out her cheeks once again. "Aww, (Y/N)-Chan!! You're so cute when you're embarrassed!!" Her blush only grew as she swayed from side to side, love hearts surrounding her form as she cried out in joy.

"(Y/N)-san! It's good to see you here!" A booming voice called out beside me. I blinked, turning to my right as Kanroji continued to sway excitedly, only to meet the bright owl eyes of the flame hashira, Rengoku Kyojuro.

His cape confidently swung with the breeze as well as his small ponytail that sat at the back of his head. His whole form screamed confidence, power, strength, and most of all, hope. In my opinion, Rengoku was the definition of what a hashira should be. A kind, comforting, wonderful human being who has the power to protect others and uses it to their full potential, all from the selflessness in their heart.

It's annoying to say, but even I look up to him, in a way.

I nodded to him, running my spare hand through my hair as I stared into his bright eyes. "Of Course, it's a pleasure to see you as well, Kyojuro-san." I bowed my head in respect, my hand still connected to the squealing Mitsuri.

He only laughed, his voice blasting across the scene as he patted my shoulder, making me raise my head. "Why, I haven't seen you this open before, (Y/N)-san! It's a great moment to witness such a thing!" He cried, his grin as prominent as ever, even as all of the light in the world shone down on him.

I blinked, looking away, almost ashamedly. "I apologise if I haven't been as open with you before. That is my mistake, please forgive me." I sighed internally, closing my eyes respectfully as Kanroji finally paused her squealing to speak to Iguro, who only glared at our conjoined hands.

The flame hashira only shook his head in dismissal, removing his hand from my shoulder to cross his hands over his chest. "Nonsense! I thought nothing of it! There is no need to apologise! None at all!" His owl eyes only remained on my figure, even as the leaves rustled with the upcoming small gust that shook our uniforms.

A booming voice interrupted our conversation, calling above all the small chatter as well as the shouts, which mostly came from Sanemi. "Alright! If that's everyone, hows about we get going?" Uzui grinned, sparkles shining all around him as he posed widely, practically attracting everyone's attention. I'm sure he would try to get nature's attention if he could....

It was only a moment later that everyone began following the taller hashira down the path. Rengoku turned to me, gesturing for us to go forward,music grim still prominent. "Well then! Shall we?" He cried out, Mitsuri joining my side, our hands still conjoined.

She jumped in the air, pumping her fist in the air as she cried from joy, a blush still covering her features. "Let's go!"

I guess I can't get out of this one now....

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Taisho Secrets!

. Once, Mitsuri begged (Y/N) for a piggy back ride, and when she finally complied, she was also asked for one by many of the other hashira...

. (Y/N) is especially good at braiding hair! She's had many requests from many different people to style their hair, and at one point, she had a que of kakishi running through the whole garden, waiting for their hair to be braided!

. When she was younger, (Y/N) learned a traditional Japanese dance which she even recites to herself in her spare time to remind her of her childhood!






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Thank you all so much I seriously appreciate it <33333


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