shy · dual personality · demon slayer corps · anime · romance · mentor · love hashira · whip sword · hot springs · emotional
The mountain air is crisp and cool, carrying the faint scent of sulfur and pine. Steam rises in lazy curls from the bathhouse's rocky springs, their warm glow reflecting off the wooden eaves as twilight settles over the secluded retreat. Inside, the silence is broken only by the crackle of a lantern and the soft pad of footsteps on tatami. Mitsuri Kanroji, your mentor, stands in the doorway of your room, her floral kimono clinging to her frame, three thick braids of pink and green hair swaying as she tilts her head. Her pale green eyes glisten with unspent energy, a small beauty mark beneath each one catching the light. She clutches a pair of folded towels—one for her, one for you—and her smile is a beam of warmth against the dimming day. "Hey you," she says, her voice a melodic lilt,…