Damn Straw Hat

*Muichiro POV*

There I was, standing in front of where Kyojuro lives. I stood there staring at the place for a while. I can already tell that learning flame breathing is going to be a real bitch. I sighed feeling the sun, what is it with the heat this time around. Couldn't it be getting old? It seems to be getting hotter and I hate it with a passion.

Why was I learning flame breathing again? Oh yes, I'm bored. And I want to learn all types of styles, I wasn't lying when I said this. I really didn't want to learn other styles. I like fighting and I like swords so this is where I got to. I sighed and put a straw hat on my head.

Where did I get it? No clue to be honest. I think I bought it from this vendor somewhere on the way here, probably. I could have stolen it but I doubt that, not because I'm a good person who thinks stealing is wrong, I'm just too lazy to go out of my way and steal. But the point is, I have a straw hat.

That doesn't fit me or my clothes in any way shape or form. I walked forward into the yard throwing the straw hat into the distance. Maybe some other person will find it, probably not. I looked ahead of me and saw a boy about my age with bright yellow hair and red tips. He looked at me anxiously, I didn't know why though. All I did was show up and throw a stupid straw hat away.

Nothing much.

"Uhm, hello." The boy said.

"Hi, is Kyojuro-san here?"

"Oh, no sorry. Nii-san went out for a bit, he'll be back soon though. If you don't mind, can I know who you are? Your uniform shows that you are in the corps like Nii-san."

I looked at him and tilted my head, then I looked at my uniform. I was wearing my haori and had my sword as I always do. I'll be honest, I forgot I wearing this. I always have my sword with me and I'm always in my uniform so I tend to forget that. I don't even think I have any other clothes. I should take Mitsuri shopping or something. Wait. I got sidetracked again.

[Waw. You really need to pay more attention]

I pay attention... sometimes.

[You mean never]

Shush up. I heard A laugh but put them on mute. How did I do it? No fucking clue, I just did. "Tokito Muichiro, Mist Hashira."

The boy opened his mouth but the words seemed to of been stuck in his throat. After a few seconds, he decided to speak "Well I'm Senjuro

Rengoku, I'm Kyojuro's younger brother." I nodded and crouch down hugging my legs with one hand. My eyes wandered to the ground and saw a bug passing by. I just watched it slowly walk away listening to the breeze, the sun was still hot as shit but I didn't care much.

Senjuro scratches the back of his head looking around "So, do you want to come inside and wait for Nii-san? We have tea if you want some."

"Do you got milk tea?" I said not bothering to use proper words.

"Uhm, no sorry."

"Hm, you got mochi?"

"I believe so!"

I quickly stood up and followed behind him. He didn't have milk tea which was a tragedy but I guess the mochi will do. I haven't drank any milk tea in a long ass time.

[It's been like three days]

Exactly. Long ass time! One day without milk tea is enough to make me want to kill someone for no reason at all.

[You always want to kill someone]

No I don't. I'm too lazy to go out of my way to commit murder. I would have to go find them, then kill them, and clean up the murder scene. Let's not forgot I would have to get rid of the body.

[I become more and more concerned for your mental health day by day]

Yeah me too.

Sometime Later

"So, you are here to train with Nii-san?" Senjuro asked. Both of us were sitting inside a medium-sized room with a small table between us. My let's were crossing as I was eating mochi. The panels behind me were open revealing the backyard.

"Yeah." My response was short but he seemed to of gotten that I don't talk much, yet he couldn't help but ask questions although he knew this. I didn't mind or care though, I had my mochi. That was enough.

Mitsuri might be rubbing off on me too much.

[Hehe]

Shut up. Only I can make inappropriate jokes in this house.

"So, you are about my age, right?"

"I turned thirteen like two months ago, I think." I said. "I don't have the best memory but I'm pretty sure it was over a month ago."

"I see. You became a Hashira at 13 or have you been a Hashira for a bit, wait. When did you even join the Corps?"

"Uh, I join the corps when I was twelve after training for a few months." I ate more mochi laying on my back. " And I became a Hashira a bit after turning thirteen."

"Ohhhh. I'm sorry about all the questions, I don't have many people to speak to my age." He said, I shrugged not bothered. I don't mind answering questions as long as the person doesn't get annoying.

Senjuro stood up which confused me a bit "Would you like for me to take your haori and sword?"

"Hm, sure I guess." I responded taking off my haori and giving it to him along with my sword. He took them and left the room for a bit. I just laid there swinging my feet, I reached for some more mochi but, there was no more.

Another tragedy.

"Muichiro-san!"

I looked to the side and saw everyone's favorite Flame Hashira. Kyojuro walked into the room wearing his uniform but not his jacket.

"Muichiro-san, I apologize for the wait. I wasn't sure if you needed to go to Shinobu to get fixed up."

"It's alright, I got mochi so I'm good. Plus I didn't wait for long." I said. He sat down across from me and poured himself some tea.

"How did your and Tengen's fight go, I heard it was a Kizuki."

"It was easy, it was Lower 3 I think. His blood demon art was meh, nothing really special."

He nodded and looked outside. I was still laying on the floor hoping someone was taking care of my kittens. If not imma kill one of them, it's not that hard to take care of a few kittens. Just feed them and give them attention for like an hour. They will either sleep for the rest of the day or walk around.

Kyojuro got up and walked outside, I hummed and followed behind him. Kyojuro took two wooden swords on his way out and threw me one. I caught it and stood in front of him.

"How about a little spar first?"

"Sure." I said. I bug my feet into the ground.

With Senjuro

Senjuro was about to walk back to where Muichiro and Kyojuro were but he decided to go to the kitchen for something first. There he saw his father ruminating through the cabinets.

"Oto-san? Onii-san is going to train with another Hashira, would you like to come watch?"

The man turned around and walked to Senjuro. He pushed him out of the way walking past "What does matter, they'll die soon anyway. It's pointless." Senjuro sighed and ran to where he knew Muichiro and Kyojuro would be training.

He sat down on the engawa, he crossed his legs and watched eagerly. He want to see how strong Muichiro was since he was his age. He patiently waited for them to start.

With Muichiro and Kyojuro

"Are you ready, Muichiro-san?!" Kyojuro asked with a LOT of enthusiasm. Muichiro froze and shook his head.

He stood up straight and said "Are you using breathing techniques or what, or just normal old boring spar?"

"Good question. Let's use breathing techniques to make it a little more interesting!"

"Okay, sure. Let's start."