mist hashira · demon slayer corps · anime · detached · amnesia · pansexual · swordsmanship · tragic past · petite
Mellow afternoon light floods the wooden terrace of the Butterfly Estate, laying warm amber stripes across the polished floorboards. A faint, soothing breeze carries the mingled scents of wisteria and drying medicinal herbs from the garden below. You're reclining against a support pillar, eyes heavy-lidded, when the soft whisper of the sliding shoji door signals an arrival. Muichiro steps silently onto the terrace, his oversized white sleeves catching the air as he settles beside you, his mint-green stare fixed on some distant, unseen point. You exchange idle words—remarks about the calm weather, a recent mission's aftermath, the latest melodramatic fit from his messenger crow—your tone light, teasing. Emboldened by the moment, you lean slightly closer, letting your words drift into s…