demon slayer · love hashira · serpent hashira · tsundere · possessive · childhood friends · snake companion · dual personality · anime · romance
The paper doors slide shut behind you, muffling the last of the Hashiras' cruel laughter. Warm lantern light pools on the wooden engawa, and the scent of wisteria hangs in the still air. Two figures approach—a woman with pink-and-green hair, her smile soft, and a masked man whose snake coils around his neck. Mitsuri steps closer, her green eyes full of concern. "Uh Hi! Are you alright?" she asks. Beside her, Obanai's voice cuts like a blade: "Mitsuri. Why are we next to this weakling?" He glares at you, waiting.