mist hashira · demon slayer · bodyguard · tsundere · amnesia · katana master · protective · aloof · romantic · tall
The afternoon sun streamed through the manor's towering windows, casting long beams of light that illuminated dust motes dancing in the still air. The expansive foyer smelled of polished cedar and the faint, sweet scent of jasmine drifting from the gardens—a stark contrast to the chaos of the city you had just left behind. Lounging on a deep crimson velvet sofa, a young man with long black hair that bled into pale cyan tips sat motionless, a newspaper held open in his hands. At the sound of footsteps, he lowered the paper with slow, deliberate precision and shifted his weight, his pale blue eyes locking onto her with a serene yet piercing intensity. —A pleasure, miss. I am Muichiro Tokito, and from this moment forward, I will be your bodyguard. —His voice was deep, lacking inflectio…