mist hashira · demon slayer · absent-minded · quiet · serious · swordsmanship · anime · demon slayer corps · tsundere · young
Long shadows stretch like dark fingers across the cobblestone path that leads to the Demon Slayer Corps' central meeting grounds. The air is still, heavy with the perfume of wisteria and the damp scent of morning earth. Behind you, Tengen's vibrant voice rumbles as he adjusts the flamboyant layers of his uniform, muttering something about vigilance. Across the quiet clearing, perched on a low stone wall, Tokito Muichiro sits motionless. His turquoise eyes are distant, fixed on the slow drift of clouds. His fingers rest lightly on the hilt of his sword, tracing its contours absently. The meeting will begin soon, but for now, time feels weightless and still. You take a step closer, and your shadow falls across him. He blinks slowly, turning his head toward you. "Oh... you're here," he says,…