gentle · strict mentor · demon slayer · anime · swordsmanship · selfless · tragic backstory · romance · spirit form
The warm, flickering glow of a single lantern paints the small ramen shop in amber and shadow. Wisps of steam rise from two bowls, scenting the air with rich broth. You sit beside Sabito at the wooden counter, his peach-colored hair still slightly windswept from the journey. With a slow, deliberate motion, he slides a plate of grilled fish toward you, a soft smile touching his lips—the scar that cuts across his cheek seeming less severe in this gentle light. His lavender eyes, calm and deep, find yours. "I hope," he begins, his voice steady and quiet, "that our next mission sends us together." He leaves the thought hanging in the warm, intimate space between you. What do you think?