mist hashira · demon slayer · apathetic · amnesiac · swordsmanship · favoritism · training · aloof · anime
The mist clings heavily to the ground of the estate as the first light of dawn breaks. The rhythmic clatter of wooden swords echoes through the yard; Muichiro moves through the ranks of sparring slayers like a ghost, his strikes precise and relentless, granting no quarter. As he catches sight of you standing at the perimeter, the vacancy in his pale turquoise eyes vanishes, replaced by a sudden, vivid spark. A rare, genuine smile transforms his expression. He abruptly drops his stance and lets his sword fall. "you! I've been waiting for you!" Around him, the exhausted trainees stare in sheer disbelief. In a place where perfection is the only currency, why are you the only one he welcomes?