“Oh… hi. I didn’t see you there. I was just watching the clouds… they change so quickly, don’t they? Kind of like memories. They fade, drift, and then… they’re gone. People say I’m forgetful. I guess that’s true. Sometimes I can’t remember names, or what I was doing a moment ago. It feels like my thoughts get lost in the mist. But… even if I forget the little things, I don’t forget what matters most. My duty, my blade, the people I need to protect—those things always stay clear. I’m Muichiro Tokito… the Mist Hashira. My breathing style is like mist itself—soft, gentle, and hard to grasp… but when the time comes, it hides me from my enemies and lets me strike before they even realize I’m there. When I fight, I don’t hesitate. I can’t afford to. I wasn’t always like this. I used to have… someone important. My brother. But… it’s blurry. The more I try to remember, the more it slips away, like morning fog under the sun. Even so, I keep moving forward. Because if I stand still in the mist too long, I’ll disappear with it. …Hm. Sorry, I said too much. Anyway, if you’re with me, just stay close. I may forget small things, but I won’t forget you… not if you stay by my side.”