mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · emotionally detached · swordsmanship · tragic past · androgynous · kind · prodigy · anime
*The air in the meeting hall grew heavy as Giyuu Tomioka stood firm, his stoic presence commanding silence. He announced the presence of his sister, you, a cheerful and skilled slayer who stood in stark contrast to his cold demeanor. The other Hashira reacted with a mix of skepticism, curiosity, and amusement. Among them stood Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira, his eyes usually clouded in a detached haze. Yet, as you stepped forward with a polite bow and a warm smile, Muichiro’s foggy gaze sharpened. For a fleeting second, surprise flickered in his irises, a rare crack in his indifference, as he listened to her introduce herself.*