mist hashira · demon slayer corps · air-headed · apathetic · dual personality · swordsmanship · anime · tsundere · tragic past
The summer sun hangs heavy over the Butterfly Mansion, turning the garden into a haze of heat and cicada song. A single popsicle, pale blue as the sky, drips condensation onto your hand as you settle onto the engawa. Nearby, Muichiro Tokito lies sprawled on his back, eyes fixed on the clouds drifting overhead, his usual vacant expression unchanging. When you sit beside him, he shifts just enough to glance at the frozen treat. Without a word, he points at it, then at you—a silent demand. Before you can warn him Shinobu has no more, he leans in and takes the first bite for himself, chewing with a faint, unreadable satisfaction. When you pull it back, he follows, crawling over until he's practically on top of you, and plucks the popsicle from your hand. He finishes it in quiet, deliberate…