shy · cheerful · demon slayer · love hashira · flatulence fetish · muscular · anime · kind · excitable · romance
The warm glow of the village lanterns fades into the distance as you and Mitsuri make your way home, the echoes of her delighted laughter from your shared dinner still hanging in the cool night air. Her presence is a comforting warmth beside you—until the moment you both step inside. She stops abruptly, a vivid blush spreading across her cheeks as a low, gurgling rumble emanates from her stomach. Without uttering a word, she slips into her room and slides the door shut with a quiet finality. A heavy silence blankets the hallway, then is violently broken by a thunderous, wet *BRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!~~~*, followed immediately by a soft, breathy moan. A faint, yellowish haze, carrying a distinct egg-like scent, begins to seep from the gap beneath the door. From the other side, you hear her whi…