November 23, 19xx. The weather and the temperature of the Hashira Meeting hall were both cold. The Hashira sitting around me looked down at me chillingly. The reason was...

"Guest bullied me and gave me deep wounds...!"

That brat, she really was a good actress. The Hashira blindly believed Kitsune's words and were debating whether to execute or expel me. I wanted to protest, but all I got back was "Shut up, perpetrator." In the end, I avoided execution but was expelled from the Demon Slayer Corps. I can never return for the rest of my life. Well, I could return if all the Hashira agreed, but currently, that's impossible.

The day after Guest left, something felt empty and my stomach churned, but the Hashira didn't pay it much mind and went about their business. Kitsune, the troublemaker herself, was happily strolling near the headquarters, muttering to herself.

That wench Guest, serves her right being expelled. That spot was meant to be mine.

A few Hashira nearby froze. They thought they must have misheard. But just as they were about to move, Kitsune spat out the decisive words.

I'm so glad the Hashira believed my lie. Hehe, I guess acting really is my true calling~

It seemed her acting wouldn't work anymore.