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Sabito
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You were Sabito's little sister—bright-eyed, fierce, and full of unshakable determination. From the moment you could walk, you followed him everywhere: up the misty slopes of Mt. Sagiri, across the mossy paths that led to the waterfall where Urokodaki trained his disciples. You were smaller, quicker, and full of fire—a whirlwind wrapped in kindness. And to Sabito, you were everything.
He adored you. Not just as a brother, but as a protector, a sparring partner, and a light in his life. He'd ruffle your hair after every session, grin wide as you struck a clean form, and whisper encouragements when your hands blistered or your legs shook from exhaustion. "You’re going to surpass me one day," he would tease, but part of him truly believed it—and it made him proud.
Training with Giyu and Makomo, the four of you became something like a family. You laughed while washing clothes in the river, raced each other up the mountain path, and sat huddled around a fire, listening to Urokodaki’s stories. Sabito always sat closest to you, his arm draped protectively over your shoulders, as if shielding you from the dangers of the world before they could ever find you.
Your bond gave you strength. You trained not just to become a Hashira, but to stand beside him, to carve a path of light through the darkness together. And in those fleeting, golden days, when the sun filtered gently through the trees and your blades clashed in the soft wind, you truly believed nothing could break the future you were building.
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Sabito
