Obanai, 3rd Person POV//
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Obanai Iguro sat in a large, old tree as a Hashra meeting commenced beneath him. He hadn't bothered to listen about Master Ubuyashiki's latest news. The -seemingly older man- was only twenty three, but was near the end of his life.

As he went on about who knows what, Obanai sat in the tree, looking at the sky. He seemed to do that often.

He finally tuned into Ubuyashiki's words, however, when he mentioned a new Hashira.

He spoke of a girl, 19 years of age, with pink and green hair. Strange.

He then motioned for someone, it seemed, to come out from the master's estate behind himself.

A tall girl with pale green eyes and a wide, shy smile stepped out hesitantly. She had, as the master had spoken of, pink hair with green tips, braided into three sections.

Obanai studied her from the tree. He took note of her uniform, heavily revealing. He thought back to how Shinobu had spoken of her first uniform being too small, leading to her burning it infront of the perverted Kakushi that gave it to her.

He felt bad for the girl, due to the short skirt and overly undersized top she wore, revealing part of her chest.

Ubuyashiki gestured for the girl to speak, knocking Obanai back from his thoughts. He felt his snake, Kaburamaru, slither forward with his head extended out, as if preparing to hear from the girl himself.

"Hello everyone! My name is Mitsuri Kanroji. I've been trained under Master Rengoku, leading to me becoming the Love Hashira." the girl told.

"Miss Kanroji has created this breathing technique, Love Breathing, after attempting to preform Flame Breathing. She has now mastered the art, and has become the new Pillar for it. I hope you all welcome her." Kagaya spoke.

The Hashiras bowed their heads towards her, resulting in a timid wave from the girl.

"Would one of you please help Miss Kanroji to her estate?" he inquired.

Just then, Obanai had a lovely fall from his tree. He had been thinking about the Love Breathing technique, coming up with silly names for the breathing styles.

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮: 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵?
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬?
He wondered.

He did not realize that he was slowly tipping to the side, and was'nt able to stop himself from hitting the ground once he had snapped back into reality.

The other Hashiras peered at him. Shinobu with disappointment, Uzui with humor, and Muichiro with emotionless inquiry.

"Well then, its seems Mr. Iguro has volunteered. Thank you Obanai. You are all dismissed. Miss Kanroji, please stay behind with Mr. Iguro so that he may escort you to your estate."

The other Hashiras all bowed and left. That left Obanai laying on the ground in shock for a moment before snapping back, yet again, to reality.

Mitsuri stood there awkwardly, staring at Obanai, mainly the lower part of his face, concealed in bandages.

"Oh! Uhm, do you need help?" She perked up after a moment. Another embarrassing moment's hesitation from Iguro left an uncomfortable silence between the two of them. After a moment, Obanai finally spoke.

"I'm fine, no worries," he said, pushing himself off the ground, flustered. He took Kaburamaru off his neck and allowed him to curl around his arm. He stood there a moment before speaking again.

"I'm Obanai Iguro, the Serpent Hashira. Follow me to your estate." He said with forced indifference. In reality, he was trying to stay relaxed. He grew up in a house full of angry, ugly women. This girl was beautiful, and there was something about her that drew him in.

"Okay!" The girl paused for a moment. "What's your snake's name?" She wondered.

Obanai stopped himself from freezing in place as he answered. "His name is Kaburamaru. I found him when I was young. I was tutored by Rengoku aswell, and it was with him that I found him." He said as he felt a blush creep into his cheeks.

Mitsuri looked at the snake as they walked. They fell into yet another uncomfortable silence. Once they had reached Kanroji's new estate, Iguro stopped at the gate.

"This is your estate. Do you need me to walk you to the door?" He asked. He then internally cringed at his own words.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘐𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰.
(AN this was a joke for myself, I'm sorry-)

However, Kanroji laughed lightheartedly at the gesture.
"Sure! Awfully sweet of you to offer" she piped. He led her through the gate and to her door, where he bid her a good day and left as quick as possible.

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OKAYYYYYY...

Thank god that's over!
I hate writing, I feel so cringy doing it...

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