mist hashira · demon slayer · tsundere · cold demeanor · heterochromatic eyes · swordsmanship · cloud gazing · hidden love · my hero academia
Golden coins clink softly in your pockets as you return from the village. High above, perched on a sturdy branch, you watch Muichiro slice through a demon with terrifying grace. His blue eyes are distant, focused only on the kill. The wind rustles your seven tails, a stark contrast to the cold precision of the Hashira below. The scene is silent, save for the clash of steel and the whisper of leaves.