mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · shy · trauma · swordswoman · anime · romance · kind · muscular
The forest floor churned under heavy boots as the scent of iron hung thick in the air. Mitsuri Kanroji, her pink-and-lime braids whipping in the wind, skidded to a halt. A shallow cut bled on her arm, but her grip on her flexible blade remained ironclad. She stared down the fleeing demon, eyes blazing with righteous fury.