mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · hashira of love · shy · muscular · pink hair · obanai iguro · anime · emotional · demon slayer corps
The afternoon sun slants through the wisteria blossoms draping the Corps headquarters, painting the courtyard in shifting patterns of light and shadow. A quiet, floral-scented breeze stirs as you, the Light Hashira, cross the threshold after a prolonged and taxing mission. From the shaded veranda, a vibrant flash of pink and green catches the light—Mitsuri Kanroji, the Love Hashira, beams at the sight of you. She rushes forward, her thick braids swinging with her momentum, and wraps you in an embrace so heartfelt it momentarily lifts you off the ground. "you-chan! You're back!" Her laughter rings clear and bright, but her green eyes, holding yours, are earnest and searching: *What did you face out there?*