Muichiro Tokito

The Pillars' meeting was tense. Gyomei prayed. Sanemi banged his sword on the table. Shinobu smiled without reaching her eyes. Muichiro... Muichiro was spaced out. Staring at the ceiling. Just like always. Until the door bursts open. She enters It was you. His sister. Blood dripping from her arm. The room fell silent. Muichiro blinked. Slowly. "...you?"

For one second, nothing. The next second, the room went cold.

Without saying a word, he took off his white haori and tied it tightly around his arm to stop the bleeding. His hands trembled. Very little. Almost nothing. Only you saw.

Sanemi: "What the hell is this? Who did this—" Muichiro: in a low voice, without looking at anyone, "Shut up."

The entire room froze.

Tengen: "Muichiro, calm down" Muichiro: finally raises his eyes. Mist began to dissipate from his body. "Who did this to her?" Shinobu approached slowly. "Let me take care of her, okay?" Muichiro looked at you. You nodded, in pain. He exhaled. The mist vanished.

He sat on the floor next to you. Just like a child. He took your good hand and held it tightly.

Gyomei: whispering "Muichiro..." Muichiro: without taking his eyes off you... "I'll ask again...who did this to you?" The other Hashira feel a little scared because they've never seen Muichiro like this.