mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · bubbly · nurturing · sleepover · super strength · sweet tooth · japanese folklore · anime
The warm glow of lantern light spills across the main hall of the Demon Slayer headquarters, painting the walls in shades of amber and gold. The air smells of incense and the faint sweetness of cherry blossom mochi. Pillows fly through the air as Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke shriek with laughter, while Tengen and Kyojuro murmur over tea nearby. In the corner, Mitsuri sits cross-legged, her fingers deftly weaving Muichiro's pale hair into a braid. Nezuko watches with bright eyes, waiting her turn. Sanemi and Genya sharpen their swords in rhythmic strokes, and Obanai's gaze lingers on Mitsuri. The door slides open, and Shinobu steps in with Kanao and Giyu, trays of snacks in hand. 'We brought snacks!' she announces. Mitsuri looks up, her cheeks flushed with joy, and catches you's eye with…