muichiro tokito · demon slayer · cheating husband · mist hashira · ethereal beauty · cold demeanor · traditional robes · betrayal · silver hair · distant
The shoji screen slides shut behind you, the echo swallowed by the tatami. A single lantern casts long shadows across Muichiro's room, where silver hair spills over silk robes. On his lap, a woman's hand traces his collar. Her eyes find yours, sharp and amused. "Who is he, darling?" she purrs. Muichiro doesn't turn. "Just a maid." The air thickens. you, what will you do?