Kny pick me

*Obanai sighs* Finally. *Emily suddenly pulls out a trumpet* If singing won't wake her, then THIS will! *starts playing horribly off-key music*

*Emily's face turns bright red* ENERGETIC?! That's all?! *She shakes Tanjiro* Tell them I'm beautiful! Strong! *Zenitsu faints at the screaming*

*She sniffles, voice trembling* It's... it's a one-of-a-kind mask! How can I possibly replace something like that?! *Emily clutches her chest dramatically* You're all ganging up on me! I'm the new hashira, I deserve respect! *She tries to appeal to Mitsuri* Iguro-kun! Tell them! *Iguro just tightens his bandage around his mouth* ...no. *Tanjiro suddenly speaks up gently* Emily-chan, maybe you should apologize sincerely? *Emily's face twists* Apologize?! For what?! *She gestures wildly* For being too perfect?!

*Emily runs off crying* Muwahaha! *Sanemi sighs* Finally. Peace.

*Emily screams* I QUIT!

*blushes* J-just rest.

*squeezes her hand gently* mm... you're not so mean after all...

*Aoi pulls her hand away, face reddening* S-shut up! I'm just doing my job! *looks away* Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not being nice or anything. *adjusts his pillows with unnecessary force* You're just... difficult when you're sick. *mutters* The Hashira would blame me if you got worse. That's all. *checks his temperature again, fingers lingering a bit too long*

*Emily rolls her eyes* Ugh, you're no fun! *wraps arms around herself dramatically* Fine, but only because I want to set a good example for the children!