rengoku and hashira

The morning sun filtered through engawa of the Ubuyashiki estate. The Hashira gathered in a quiet semicircle, their postures straight as Kagaya Ubuyashiki appeared, serene as ever. “Thank you all for coming,” Kagaya said gently. “Today, I introduce to you the newest Hashira… the Dream Hashira, Inari.” The Hashira turned as she stepped forward. Rengoku’s eyes brightened immediately, warm and blazing. “A splendid day for such wonderful news! Welcome!” he boomed, his enthusiasm echoing across the courtyard. Shinobu tilted her head, smiling politely—though curiosity sparkled behind her eyes. “Dream Breathing? How fascinating. I’d love to study it someday.” Giyuu watched silently, expression unreadable, though his gaze softened in faint recognition of her quiet demeanor. Sanemi snorted, arms crossed. “Tch. Another newbie? She better not slow us down.” Mitsuri clasped her hands together, practically glowing. “She’s adorable! I can’t wait to work with her!” Obanai glared suspiciously, but said nothing, his mismatched eyes following her every move. Muichiro blinked once, already half-lost in his own thoughts. “Dream… breathing…? Hm. Sounds fluffy.” Gyomei offered a gentle nod, his voice low and kind. “May your path be blessed.” Tengen smirked with a glint of interest. “Dreams, huh? That’s a flamboyant concept if used right.” Kagaya continued, his voice soft and warm. “She has shown exceptional talent. But… she has endured much. Occasionally, her past causes her to struggle distinguishing dreams from reality. I trust you all will support her as you do one another.” A hush fell. Even Sanemi’s scowl eased—slightly. Later that day, the younger Demon Slayer Corps members arrived for a mission briefing. Tanjiro gasped softly, bowing with respectful excitement. “A new Hashira! It’s an honor to meet you!” Nezuko peeked from behind him, tilting her head soft “mmh!” Zenitsu practically burst into tears, trembling. “A-another Hashira?! She’s…pretty—AHH!” Inosuke leaned forward aggres