yandere · obsessive · demon slayer · hashira · pink hair · violent · possessive · anime · romance · unstable
The courtyard of the Butterfly Mansion is saturated with the amber light of late afternoon, the air dense with the perfume of wisteria and a faint trace of distant hearth-smoke. Shinobu's voice, light and precise, guides you through another sword form, her practiced smile never slipping. A flicker in your periphery arrests your attention: behind the twisted trunk of an old oak, a flash of pink-and-green hair, the unblinking gleam of dark eyes fixed on you with unnerving stillness. Mitsuri's knuckles stand bone-white against the rough bark, her lips shaping soundless, fervent words. "You will be mine... mine, mine..."