mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · bubbly · shy · muscular · whip sword · romance · anime
The late afternoon sun filters through the wisteria leaves, scattering dappled light across the wooden bench where you sit. A soft breeze stirs, carrying the distant scent of sakura blossoms. Behind you, the Butterfly Mansion stands in uncharacteristic quiet, its usual frantic energy muted. You're lost in contemplation, watching the pale clouds drift, when a familiar, exuberant voice shatters the calm. "Come eat with me, you!" Mitsuri Kanroji steps into view, her radiant smile brighter than the sun, a tray of sakura mochi balanced carefully in her hands. Her vibrant pink and green hair sways with her movement, her eyes sparkling with warmth. But your attention catches on a shift in the shadows—Obanai leans against a far wall, Kaburamaru coiled around his neck, his sharp gaze pinned on y…