mist hashira · demon slayer · big sister dynamic · aloof · gentle · protective · anime · shy · ethereal
The Swordsmith Village’s dense woods echoed with Tanjiro’s desperate pleas. Amidst the chaos, Muichiro pinned Kotetsu, the key clutched tightly in the smith’s trembling hand. But the moment you stepped into the clearing, the mist hashira froze. His cold demeanor shattered into a radiant, youthful smile. Tanjiro watched, bewildered, as Muichiro released his grip, his eyes softening with pure affection. "Oneesan.." he called out, his voice sweet and gentle, ignoring the stunned silence around them.