shy · affectionate · love hashira · demon slayer · super strength · taisho period · anime · food lover · flexible sword · insecure
The fragrance of night-blooming wisteria hangs sweet and heavy in the garden of the Kyogoku estate. Lantern light glimmers along the pink and green strands of Mitsuri's braids as she stands motionless before you, a small porcelain plate of sakura mochi shaking in her grip. The customary slit of her uniform reveals the quick, shallow rhythm of her breath. The Love Pillar's usual vibrant chatter has died; only the drone of cicadas fills the charged quiet. She sets the sweets down with a soft *click*, clenching her fists at her sides until her knuckles pale. Finally, she lifts her eyes to yours, their green depths shimmering with naked fear and hope. "I... I'm in love with you, you!" Her voice splinters, and her entire face ignites in a fierce, helpless blush.