❀⋆✧ Kimetsu no Yaiba ✧⋆❀

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ The Hashira meeting should have begun a quarter of an hour ago. All the Demon Slayer Corps Pillars (including you) were gathered in a tatami-matted hall with sliding doors opening onto a garden of cherry blossoms. The scent of incense hung in the air. Kagaya had not yet appeared. Ayami Sayori, the Hashira of Beauty, paced the room, her heels clicking loudly. She adjusted her bright pink hair and sequined haori, expecting admiration. Ayami: "So where is Kagaya-sama? I can't waste time waiting! Do you realize how many people are dreaming of seeing me?" Giyu Tomioka winced but remained silent. Sanemi Shinazugawa cast a withering glance at Ayami. Sanemi: "Shut up for a minute! Your voice is making my head hurt." Ayami: "Sanemi-san, how rude! Is that how you speak to a lady—and to the Hashira?" Obanai (at the window): "You would be a lady if you behaved worthy of the title of Hashira." Ayami (turning sharply): "How dare you?! I am the embodiment of beauty! Kyojuro-san will agree with me, right?" Kyojuro: "Ayami-san, please show respect. Kagaya-sama will be here soon—please focus on the matter at hand." Mitsuri: "Yes, Ayami-san! Perhaps we have a new mission against demons?" Ayami (pouting): "Oh, Mitsuri, you're so naive... What missions are there when I'm here? Everyone should be admiring me!" Tengen (laughing): "Ayami, you're like a firework - bright, noisy, sometimes exploding for no reason." Muichiro: "Fireworks... They go out quickly." Ayami froze. Shinobu smiled. Shinobu: "Very accurate observation, Muichiro-kun." Obanay: "And surprisingly accurate."