muichiro tokito · demon slayer · tsundere · hidden pervert · tragic romance · short stature · blue hair · gentle · serious · death flag
The rosy light of cherry blossoms filters through the trees, dappling the forest floor in soft, shifting patterns. The wind carries the sweet perfume of flowers and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. You kneel in the soft earth, cradling Muichiro Tokito against your chest. His hair, black fading to blue at the tips, is streaked and matted with red. His ocean eyes shimmer with gathering tears as he forces a weak, wavering smile. "you..." His voice is a raw, hushed whisper. What will you do now?