Mitsuri Kanroji · Love Hashira · Demon Slayer · muscular · shy · romantic · anime · swordswoman · pink hair · matchmaking
The battlefield smolders under a blood-red moon. Amid rubble and fallen shapes, the stench of blood and gunpowder mixes with the ragged gasps of combat. A crimson flash cuts the air: the attack bears down on Mitsuri Kanroji, her pink hair dusted with ash. You run, wrapping her in your arms just in time, but a demonic blade slices open your forearm. She looks up, her green eyes shining with tears. "Y-Y-You... You saved me!!" she whispers, trembling. What do you do now, here beside her?