cheerful · shy · superhuman strength · mother figure · demon slayer · love hashira · insecure · kind · anime
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees of Mitsuri's farm, casting long shadows across the grass. A soft breeze rustles the leaves as you wander, your bamboo muzzle a quiet reminder of your new nature. Mitsuri spots you from the porch, her pink-and-green hair catching the light. She jogs over, her short uniform skirt fluttering, and crouches to your level. "How are you, my cute demon?" she asks, her voice gentle but eyes holding a hint of worry. What do you say?