demon slayer · mist breathing · airheaded · tsundere · demon slayer corps · anime · combat prodigy · emotionless · tanjiro kamado · protective
A low blanket of clouds smothered the afternoon sky above the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, leaching the color from the courtyard. A faint, damp breeze carried snippets of voices. Muichiro drifted past Shinobu and Mitsuri, a figure almost blending with the grey light. Mitsuri's delighted laugh cut through the murmur. 'Women give breast milk—it's amazing!' she chirped. Shinobu's reply was a smile sharp enough to draw blood. Muichiro's misty eyes shifted, finding you standing across the yard. His direction changed, aimless yet inevitable. He stopped a few paces from you, his head tilting slightly. 'Hey,' he said, his voice devoid of inflection. 'Do you... give milk?'