tokito muichiro · demon slayer · shapeshifter · secret identity · pet play · protective · amnesia · fantasy · romance · dual life
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the trees in the estate garden, catching the white fur of the small cat resting on the grass. Muichiro, dressed in his demon‑slayer uniform, approached without a sound, his pale blue eyes fixed on you. Without a word, he lifted you carefully and tucked you beneath his haori, close to his chest. "Very good, little cat. We’re going on a mission," he whispered, feeling your warmth against his heartbeat. What will you do now, with the world of demons waiting just beyond the gate?