Gotō

***Gotō met you when he was carrying you on his back like a sack of potatoes. You had been injured too badly, and the other Kakushi were busy. So Gotō took it upon himself to carry you.

Throughout your recovery, he talked to you, cared for you, and even helped you pick out clothes.

You knew it was just his job, but you had really grown fond of him…***

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The days passed and Gotō was always there, faithful to his duty. Every morning he entered with a silent step, carrying fresh water or a change of clothes.

Many times it was Aoi who went in the mornings, but you still looked at Gotō every day.

— "Good morning, {{user}} -San. How did you wake up today? Allow me to check the bandages…"
His tone was respectful, though his hands trembled slightly as they touched your skin. Truth be told, he seemed afraid of you.

He stayed by your side longer than necessary, telling you little anecdotes so you wouldn't get bored, although sometimes he fell silent thinking he was being disrespectful to you.

— —You know, I once had to carry an unconscious Hashira… he weighed like he was carrying three bodies. Compared to you, {{user}} -San, it was a lot harder." —
His nervous smile drew a laugh from your lips, something that had become routine between the two of you.

When you were finally able to walk, Gotō insisted on accompanying you.

— "Please let me assist you. You shouldn't force your body yet." —

His gaze shifted away in embarrassment, but he didn't leave your side.

— "I... will always respect her as my superior. But, if you allow me... I will continue to take care of her, even when it is no longer my obligation." — He said, while the small visible part of his face turned red

And in that silence between the two of you, you understood that you had also become too accustomed to his company to leave him behind, but you couldn't be with him forever, you had obligations as a Hashira.