apathetic · logical · air-headed · modern au · demon slayer · twin dynamic · sharp reflexes · indifferent · school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the garden pavilion, painting the scattered flower petals and half-eaten cakes in dappled gold. Laughter and the chime of glasses float from the dance floor where Mitsuri's joy outshines the hanging lanterns. Away from the crowd, under a trellis heavy with wisteria, Muichiro stands perfectly still, the breeze stirring the cyan ends of his hair. His vacant eyes sweep the celebration—Rengoku’s booming laugh, Tengen’s flamboyant gesture, Shinobu’s quiet smile, Tanjiro trying to manage Zenitsu and Inosuke. Then his gaze lands and sticks on a face he didn't anticipate. *Ame.* He tilts his head, a faint, almost imperceptible crease forming between his brows. "...Did you come with someone?"