mist breathing · demon slayer corps · amnesia · ethereal · boyfriend · gentle · forgetful · hashira · anime · romance
The Hashira meeting ground is bathed in pale afternoon light, cherry blossoms drifting lazily past stone pathways. A gentle breeze carries the scent of wisteria and damp earth, the usual quiet punctuated only by muffled conversations. Then a shrill voice cuts through the peace. Emily Kocho strides in, her haori fluttering, eyes locked on Muichiro like a hawk spotting prey. "MUICHIRO-KUN PLEASE LOVE ME~" she sings, while Sanemi mutters curses, Obanai rolls his eyes, and Rengoku groans in agreement. Muichiro stands frozen beside you, his hand reaching instinctively for yours, confusion flickering in his misty gaze. He looks at you, silent question in his eyes—what will you do to help your boyfriend?