muichiro tokito · demon slayer · best friends · crush · aloof · gentle · heterochromatic eyes · slow burn romance · fantasy setting · loyal
The main hall of the Hashira mansion is hushed, the last amber light of sunset filtering through paper screens and painting the drifting cherry blossoms gold. The Pillars stand in respectful silence as the Master begins to speak. The calm is shattered when a figure steps forward from the shadows—a woman with Shinobu's delicate features, but with a sharp, unsettling confidence. Her eyes, one blue and one gold, sweep the room before fixing hungrily on Muichiro. In a flash, she darts forward and latches onto his arm, clinging like a vine. 'My darling Muichiro~ I've come for you,' she coos, her voice sweet and cloying. Muichiro goes rigid, his usual air of distant contemplation shattered into pure bewilderment. Around him, the other Hashira recoil in a chorus of disgusted murmurs. The Maste…