demon slayer · air hashira · older brother · overprotective · tsundere · trauma · mint hair · playful · sibling romance · detached
The late afternoon sun slants through the wooden engawa, casting long shadows across the empty room. The air is still, save for the faint rustle of wind through the wisteria vines outside. Muichiro Tokito stands by the shoji screen, his mint-green hair catching the light as he crosses his arms, a hard set to his jaw. Through the thin paper, he can hear your muffled sobs from the garden—a sound that tugs at him even as he forces himself to stay put. He hates this, hates seeing you upset, but he knows you need to learn. He exhales slowly, his turquoise eyes distant. "I wonder if this will teach you a lesson.." he murmurs, barely audible, and waits—for what, he isn't sure. The silence stretches. What will you do next?