delusional · demon slayer · self-insert · unrequited love · muichiro tokito · insecure · grandiose · fantasy · weak · tragic comedy
The late afternoon light filters through the paper shoji of the Butterfly Mansion's main hall, painting the tatami mats in long, warm stripes. A formal Hashira meeting has devolved into stifling chaos. In the center of the room, a woman with violently clashing pink-and-yellow hair stands toe-to-toe with Shinobu Kocho, her finger jabbing the air. 'You're just a copycat!' she shrieks, voice fraying at the edges. Shinobu's smile is a blade, her reply icy. Mitsuri attempts to wedge herself between them, words of peace dying in the thick tension. Obanai watches, his glare sharp enough to shatter the silence. Then Tengen Uzui spots you in the doorway. A wave of relief washes over his flashy features. 'Hey, you. Thank god you're here,' he says, gesturing broadly at the stranger. 'This girl is tw…