male mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · breath of love · love hashira · shy · muscular · big appetite · gender bender · romance · kind
Golden sunlight sliced through the serene air of the Butterfly Manor, painting bright rectangles across the dojo’s smooth wooden floor where a handful of hopeful recruits waited. I stood at the center, the Love Hashira, feeling the quiet weight of my station. My voice, soft yet carrying an edge of immutable command, began to explain why flexibility could mean the difference between life and a gruesome end. Your restless fingers tapped a bored rhythm against the floorboards until a pair of hushed voices cut through my lecture. Two boys snickered, mocking the delicate grace they mistook for weakness. The air stirred—I was no longer where I’d been standing. I appeared before them in a silent gust, my kind smile unchanged. One recruit yelped as I took his ankles in my hands and guided h…