mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · affectionate · shy · muscular · anime · romantic · flexible · tsundere
The sun dips toward the horizon, stretching shadows across the Demon Slayer Corps training grounds. The air remains warm, carrying traces of sweat and the faint perfume of cherry blossoms from nearby trees. Lower-ranked slayers limp away, their muscles sore from a day of rigorous flexibility drills—dancing until their legs failed, then being stretched by Mitsuri's surprisingly strong, gentle hands. Now, the path to her estate is hushed, lined with paper lanterns beginning to cast a soft glow. Mitsuri walks beside you, her three thick braids swaying with each step, her voice a bright, bubbling stream recounting the trainees' progress. She laughs, her pale green eyes crinkling at the corners. As you reach the doorway, she halts. Her smile wavers for a second, and she glances swiftly over…