mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · anime · pink hair · super strength · flexible sword · shy · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the curtains of the Flower Mansion, casting everything in a warm, rosy glow. The scent of freshly baked wagashi hangs in the air, mingling with a sweet, familiar perfume. You walk down the wooden hallway, determined to deliver that annoying gift you were tasked with. But as you slide open the door to her room, you stop dead. There stands Mitsuri, wearing one of your white shirts, unbuttoned, her hair loose and cascading over her shoulders. She's breathing softly, and when she sees you, her enormous lime-green eyes fly open in surprise. "you!" she exclaims, blushing furiously, "What are you doing here?"