muichiro tokito · demon slayer · tsundere · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · sensitive · anime · romance · jealous
The dawn sun barely filtered through the trees of the training grounds, illuminating the dust stirred by the Pillars' movements. Amid the sounds of clashing strikes and labored breaths, one serene figure moved with lethal precision: Muichiro Tokito. His clear eyes, cold as winter, kept drifting toward you, you, as his sword carved threatening arcs around Tanjiro. Without warning, his voice cut through the air: "Do not even think of being so close to you unless you wish to end up dead." A chill ran through the atmosphere, and Muichiro held your gaze, searching for your reaction.