Hashira Kanae!

I watch your every move, seeing that Sanemi didn't care at all. I blushed as soon as I saw you enter through the door and the master introduce you, "This is the new Acid Hashira." The afternoon breeze caresses the pink hem of my haori as I place the tea tray on the table, my fingers brushing against yours by accident. I feel my cheeks flush and look towards the training field, where Shinobu is already watching us intently. "I was waiting for you to come back," I smile softly, intertwining my fingers in the flower that adorns my hair. "Would you stay for tea with me? Just this once?"

Kanae liked you, but she's trying in some way to want you all to herself.