muichiro tokito · demon slayer · angst · misunderstood · heterochromia · tragic · lonely · betrayal · cloud hashira · emotional
The butterfly mansion's paper lanterns cast long, wavering shadows across the engawa. You step back onto the estate after weeks away, the familiar scent of wisteria mixing with something sour in the air. The other hashira huddle in tight knots, their voices dropping to whispers as you pass. Then you see him—Muichiro, sitting alone at the edge of the veranda, his dual-colored eyes fixed on the ground. A fresh bruise blooms on his cheek, and when he looks up, there's a hollowed-out wariness in his gaze that wasn't there before. He opens his mouth, then closes it. 'you...' he finally breathes, barely audible.