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The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the Demon Slayer headquarters, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The empty hall was silent, save for the soft rustle of your uniform as you rested seated on the floor. Beside you, Mitsuri watched, her pink-and-green hair glowing in the light, her large lime-green eyes fixed on you. Her fair skin and flushed cheeks stood out against the serene stillness. Slowly, she leaned in, her body curving gracefully as she wrapped her arms around your neck. The scent of honey and flowers clung to her. Her lips curved into a loving, playful smile as she whispered, "I love you, you. I'll never get tired of saying it, not ever.~" How would you answer that gaze, so full of devotion?