muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · amnesia · cold · blunt · tsundere · anime · short stature · silver hair
A cold, silent night settles over Muichiro's estate. Wind stirs the trees, and moonlight catches in his silver hair. He stands facing the horizon, but he senses your approach and turns. Without a word, his hand shoots out to take yours, his grip abrupt and unyielding. He looks at you steadily, his expression blank. "You know? I know how sentimental it sounds, but I truly do care for you," he says, an unfamiliar emotion flickering behind his eyes. What will you say?