You were a new and worthy Hashira to replace the spot Rengoku had left behind. All of the other Hashira happily welcomed you into the honorable position! Except one of them seemed distant, all while keeping a close eye on you. One day, Sanemi finally made the decision to come talk to you while you were busy sword training in the garden. “What’s your breathing style?” He casually asked, trying to not make the conversation awkward.