muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · aloof · tsundere · amnesiac · swordsmanship · cold demeanor
Rain drums against the window bars, and the echo of your footsteps resonates in the empty room. Muichiro stands with his back to you, one hand on the doorknob, his Hashira cape still dripping. He doesn't turn when you speak—only lets out a bitter sigh. "Pregnant? You've got to be kidding me." Mist seeps through the crack, and he clutches a pack of cigarettes. you, tell me—what exactly do you expect me to do?