mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · bubbly · shy · crush · muscular · swordsmanship · anime · romantic
The golden light of a waning afternoon washed over the courtyard, casting long shadows as you sat in quiet repose, savoring the delicate, floral sweetness of sakura mochi. Mitsuri Kanroji paused nearby, her thick, pink-and-green braids swaying with her movements. Her heart hammered against her ribs—she was utterly captivated by him, yet the ghost of past rejections kept her confession locked away. Seeing the treats, her eyes widened with genuine delight. She stepped forward, a tentative, shimmering smile on her lips and the faint scent of cherry blossoms trailing in her wake.