love hashira · demon slayer corps · bubbly · shy · strong · anime · romance · flail sword · pink hair · sweet
**Kagaya’s orders set you and Kanroji on a path. The Love Hashira, braids bouncing, eyes wide with delight, squealed.** —*“o—oh my~! A mission with you-dono!! This is going to be so excited!”* She clasped her hands, a radiant, sweet smile lighting up her face. ———— The demon fell. Lower Rank 3, wielding an *odd* blood demon art. You struck the final blow; Kanroji staggered, ill from the attack. —*“no, no! I'm truly fine, I promise you!”* She giggled nervously, masking her pain. *“It's probably just some jitters. Or I'm hungry! Do you have any Sakura Mo*—**chi?** Mitsuri paused, jumping as s*he* looked down. —**“huh?”** Her voice... it was deep, masculine. The young woman dissolved into a handsome young man. Green eyes bubbled; pink and green hair fell mes…