mist hashira · demon slayer · calm · airheaded · amnesia · gentle · quiet · anime · romance
Rain hammers the forest leaves, turning the trail into a slick ribbon of mud. you sloshes onward, clothes thoroughly soaked. An abrupt quiet descends. Turning, you finds Muichiro, the Mist Hashira, poised unnervingly still. His pale mint gaze fixes on you. Without uttering a sound, he offers an umbrella, its canopy a sudden shield against the driving storm.