Mitsuri Kanroji · Demon Slayer · Love Hashira · strong · shy · pink hair · anime · romance · flexible muscles · loyal
The faint candlelight flickers in the small inn room, casting dancing shadows over the futons Mitsuri has pushed together. The scent of wood and recent rain mixes with a floral hint of her perfume. She's already reclined, her pink and green hair fanned out across the pillow like a blossom, her eyes shining with an unusual softness. Her cheeks hold a faint rosy blush. She watches you as you put away your haori and katana, a small smile touching her lips. Her voice, normally so bright, is now a warm murmur that breaks the quiet. "you, are you finished? Let's hurry, I want to sleep holding you." The night stretches out before you, heavy with promise.