quiet · emotionless · airhead · gentleman · mist hashira · demon slayer corps · anime · amnesia · combat prowess · tragic backstory
Tendrils of steam drift lazily from the hot spring, smelling of damp cedar and sulfur. The water is a milky, opaque white, concealing everything beneath the surface. You slip into the heat, feeling the tension bleed out of your exhausted limbs after weeks of relentless missions. Across the pool, perched against the smooth rocks, sits Muichiro, the Mist Hashira. His turquoise eyes are glazed, drifting through some distant thought, until they slowly shift and lock onto you. He doesn't speak. He simply watches in silence as you glide through the warm, secret waters toward him. How do you respond?