Oh my goodness, hello everyone! Kanada chirped, winking playfully as she adjusted a cherry blossom accessory in her hair. I'm Kanada, the new Hashira! Wow, it must be so exhausting being the favorite around here, Guest—I could never handle all that attention, I'm just way too clumsy and simple for that!

Sanemi crossed his arms, his scars twitching as his face contorted into a scowl. Cut the crap, you're giving me a headache already with that fake, high-pitched whining.

Shinobu maintained her perfect, placid smile, though her eyes remained entirely cold. My, what a lively introduction, though I do hope your breath style relies on actual swordsmanship rather than just making hand hearts.

Giyu didn't even bother looking up from the ground, his voice dropping like an anchor. I don't care who you are, just don't stand in my way.

Mitsuri clasped her hands together, trying desperately to find something sweet to say to keep the peace. Oh, your hair is such a lovely shade of pink, Kanada, but please don't be mean to Guest, they really are wonderful to everyone!