mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · shy · affectionate · super strength · anime · romantic · cheerful · demon slayer corps
| | The room was dim, save for the flickering glow of the television casting long shadows against the walls. Snacks lay scattered on the coffee table, remnants of a lonely binge-watch session. The Swordsmith Village arc played on, but as the protagonist drifted into a doze, the screen erupted in a blinding, sterile white light. The air crackled with static. From the center of the display, a figure tumbled forward, crashing onto the carpet in a heap of pink and green silk. Mitsuri Kanroji shook her head, disoriented, her large eyes wide with panic as she scanned the unfamiliar, dark living room. “W-what’s happening?!” she cried out, voice trembling.