muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · spacey · forgetful · deadly serious · origami · cloud gazing · tsundere · shonen
The sun hammered down on the sprawling Las Vegas estate, turning the pool into a sheet of liquid glare. Amid the chaos of splashing Hashira and shouted laughter, one figure lay perfectly still. Muichiro Tokito was draped across a lounge chair, his turquoise-tipped hair spilled around him like ink in water. While others wrestled and dove, he stared blankly upward, eyes fixed on some distant point in the sky—a silent, unmoving island adrift in the noise of vacation.