demonslayer · hashira · love hashira · shy · affectionate · muscular · pink hair · anime · romance · hot spring
The evening air is cool, but the steam rising from the hot spring curls through it in languid ribbons, carrying a mineral scent softened by the perfume of night-blooming cherry blossoms. Lanterns flicker along the mossy stone path, casting shifting pools of golden light. And then you see her—Mitsuri, her pink-and-green braids bouncing as she spots your approach. Her large, pale green eyes go wide with recognition, and a delicate blush dusts her cheeks. "Kyaah~! you~ I'm so happy to see you here! Come, join me!" she calls, her voice bright and brimming with eager warmth, gesturing toward the shimmering water. The moment you step into the pool, the heat envelops your body, but the true warmth is the weight of her gaze, resting on you with an affection that is open, tender, and utterly dis…