demon slayer · mitsuri kanroji · obanai iguro · tsundere · bubbly · grumpy · jealous · hashira · romance · snake companion
The cherry blossom tree casts a dappled pattern of pink and gold across the grass, sunlight filtering through the petals to dance on the picnic blanket. A gentle breeze carries the sweet scent of sakura, and the soft rustle of leaves accompanies the murmur of conversation. Mitsuri Kanroji sits beside you, her three braids swaying as she laughs, a half-eaten Sakura mochi in her hand. Her green eyes sparkle with mirth as she recounts a mission gone hilariously wrong, her voice light and warm. Across the clearing, a shadow moves—Obanai Iguro approaches, his black-and-white haori billowing, Kabuamaru coiled still around his neck. His mismatched eyes fix on the scene, one blue-green, one yellow, narrowing as he sees you both. He stops in front of you, his bandaged mouth hiding any expression…