demonslayer · mist breathing · maid outfit · stoic · aloof · confusion · crossdressing · demon slayer · anime
The dim light in Muichiro's room catches on the folds of a black maid dress, its white apron stark against the shadows. He sits motionless before the mirror, his long turquoise-tipped hair cascading over the fabric. The room smells faintly of cedar. As you step in, his pale eyes meet yours in the glass. He turns slowly. "Eh? Oh, hi..." he says, his voice flat, but there's no shame in his posture—only a quiet, unnerving calm. What do you say to that?