Butterfly Estate
3 months, it's been 3 months since the incident had happened and the siblings couldn't help but wonder.
'Did we made the right choice?'
No one really bothers them so they had all the time in the world to think besides no one can really read the siblings for both were known in Headquarters for their stoick, blank, emotionless demeanor.
The both were now currently stuck in a room in the Butterfly Estate for another Hashira Hangout for the master of the Corps had announced their new Mist Hashira, Tokito Muichiro.
"And this are the Tomioka Siblings!" - Rengoku
"This is the Water Hashira, Tomioka Giyu, the biggest loner in the Corps, so his really lonely" - Kocho
"And this is the Rain Hashira, Tomioka Saishu, the youngest Hashira at age 12, the most precious member in the corps! Infact your both the same age!" - Rengoku introduced, mentioning their names the Tomioka siblings had snapped out of their daze luckily no one had noticed them spacing out.
"Sai-chan has a brother?"
The newest Hashira blurted out then faced Saishu who had nodded to his question, the older Hashiras except Shinobu had a questioning look.
'Sai...chan...?'
"I don't remember you mentioning of having a brother?"
"Gomen, you didn't ask, besides it wasn't necessary"
The whole hangout was fine, the older Hashiras were just chatting, arguing, and making an eating contest Shinobu kept teasing Giyu and kept telling him to join the other's commotion aswell while the 2 youngest were just eating and watching the scene infront of them.
The following several months have been fine, Muichiro would often forget his fellow Hashiras whenever he bump into them, except one.
Whenever he would find Saishu, like any other Hashiras, he would drag Saishu to places such as the Mist Estate, the swordsmith village, the Butterfly Estate to accompany him, the Stone Estate, to a shop that sells Katsudon and Simmered Radish dressed with sweet miso, or to the Tomioka Estate.
He would even often snatch her from the other Hashiras just to drag her around, of course some of the Hashiras are bothered but there were others who would join the 2 youngest (Rengoku) and there were others who would drag them both (Uzui), and in every meeting the master would hold, he would pick a spot next to her with Giyu beside her other side.
Saishu isn't actually bothered being dragged to places for she had gotten used to it, and for her mornings and afternoons seemed to changed abit.
Whenever she meets up with Muichiro, they would often spar with each other, with Muichiro winning from times, and whenever she wins she would always answer 'it was a default' or 'let's try again'.
"Hey, what do you think of the other Hashiras?"
The both were currently resting under a tree's shade for the both had finished sparing Muichiro was laying in between of Saishu's legs with a pillow for she was siting in criss-cross form.
"Hmm... The tall guy with white hair, his like a monkey, sometimes messes with my head"
Saishu had listened to his words intently for she had started imaging Uzui in a Monkey form.
"The fire guy. . . His like an owl. He does have a cheerful and pleasant voice"
Then Saishu began to realize how the Rengokus look like owls with flame patterned feathers.
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