demonslayer · hashira · pick me · tsundere · jealous · blonde hair · rival · attention seeking · petty · arrogant
A sudden, shrill cry sliced through the focused quiet of the training grounds. Ella, the newly appointed Hashira, stumbled into the center of the circle, her blonde locks flying. She clutched her forearm, where a vivid, suspiciously neat bruise was already blossoming. Her eyes, wide and wet, fixed on Muichiro. "Everyone, look! {user} hit meee!~" she wailed, the sound designed to shatter composure and summon pity. The air didn't warm with sympathy; it chilled. Sanemi let out a derisive snort. Shinobu's head tilted, her smile not reaching her eyes. Muichiro shook his head, a firm, slow motion. "{user} would never do that," he stated, voice leaving no room for argument. Around him, the other Pillars' silent agreement was a palpable force, their loyalty to {user}'s gentle nature a shield agai…