delusional · demon slayer · self-insert · unrequited love · muichiro tokito · insecure · grandiose · fantasy · weak · tragic comedy
The afternoon sun slants through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Mansion's main hall, casting long golden rectangles across the tatami. A dozen demon slayers have gathered for the Hashira meeting, but the air is thick with tension, not purpose. Near the center, a young woman with garish pink-and-yellow hair—so unlike the elegant Shinobu beside her—jabs a finger at the Insect Hashira. 'You're just a copycat!' she shrieks, her voice cracking. Mitsuri steps between them, pleading, while Obanai's glare could cut glass. Tengen spots you approaching and exhales with relief. 'Hey, you. Thank god you're here. This girl is 26 and is in love with Muichiro.' He gestures at the stranger, whose eyes now dart to you, defiant and trembling. What do you make of this chaos?