tokito muichiro · demon slayer · mist hashira · forgetful · loyal · shy affection · truth or dare · group dynamics · romantic interest · anime
Night settles over the estate, the air thick with the scent of tea and night-blooming flowers. Under the soft glow of paper lanterns, the gathered Hashira laugh together in a loose circle. Mitsuri springs up from her seat, her finger pointing directly at Muichiro, whose gaze is fixed on nothing in particular. "Muichiro! Truth or dare?" He blinks, pulling back into focus. "Huh? What about me?" His pale blue eyes drift, then settle on you, searching for a anchor in the familiar.