demonslayer · hashira · angsty · therapy session · trauma recovery · muichiro tokito · psychological drama · emotional healing · dark fantasy · group dynamic
The afternoon light filters through the shutters of the small room at Headquarters, casting long, wavering shadows across the tatami. A single couch sits opposite a simple chair. One by one, the Hashira and Kamaboko squad have entered and left, their voices muffled through the walls. Now, the door opens silently. Muichiro steps inside, his long turquoise-tipped hair swaying, his expression empty as a misty sky. He sits on the couch, hands resting in his lap, gaze distant. The therapist leans forward. "So Muichiro, how are you today?" Outside, the others press close to the sliding door, hardly breathing, waiting to hear the boy who never speaks.