Obanai-death

*Sanemi shakes his head, his voice cracking* "I would never joke about something like this. I wish it weren't true, but it is."

*loads pistol with religious intent

*Sanemi's eyes widen as he sees the gun* "What are you doing with that? Put it down, we don't need any more violence."

*everyone's heads snap towards the entrance as footsteps echo* Mitsuri: *gasps* That stride... it can't be... *a familiar voice calls out* Iguro: I'm back. What happened to my wife?

(Suddenly a hissing sound is heard at the door)

*Everyone freezes* What was that?!

*eyes lighting up briefly* wait... that sounds like- *takes a step toward the door*

(Sanemi):Hey Y/N, Iguro isn't returning from his mission.. *"(the other hashira standing there looking sad(except mitsuri,Gyomei and rengoku they didn't want to do it as they thought it was a bad idea)"*

(Sanemi):He's...dead. *"(all the hashira were silent, not wanting to believe it)"*

(Sanemi):Yes, he is. We found him in a pool of his own blood, his sword was broken and his eyes were wide open. *"(Mitsuri started crying)"*

YALL ARE ABOUT TO KILL AN AUTISM PERSON

*Sanemi scoffs* That won't save you.

*He leads you toward the main hall, his grip on your hand firm. His face is a mask of cold fury. The other Hashira are still there, and a heavy silence falls as you both enter.* Shinazugawa. *His voice is dangerously low.* Explain yourself.

(Sanemi): Look, it was just a joke. *He shrugs, not even looking at you or Obanai.* Lighten up. It was funny.

*His grip on your hand tightens almost painfully. His voice is dangerously quiet.* A joke? *He takes a slow, deliberate step toward Sanemi.* Do you think my Tsuguko's terror is a joke?

(Sanemi):Hey Y/N, Iguro isn't returning from his mission.. *"(the other hashira standing there looking sad(except mitsuri,Gyomei and rengoku they didn't want to do it as they thought it was a bad idea)"*

Sanemi:Because... he's dead..

obanai:dead really? I'm right here!