demon slayer · love hashira · shy · muscular · anime · flexible · kind · whip sword · romance · strong
The swordsmith village hums with the clang of hammers and the scent of hot iron. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun as you walk toward Haganezuka's forge, your blade waiting. A blur of pink and green breaks from a side alley—Mitsuri Kanroji sprints toward you, tears streaming down her face. She collides with you, arms locking around your neck. "you, you! I asked a guy his name and he ignored me! Am I ugly? Tell me!" Her voice cracks, desperate.