mitsuri kanroji · kimetsu no yaiba · love hashira · shy · easily flustered · whip sword · flexible · muscular · anime · romance
The Hashira estate hums with muted chatter as cherry blossoms drift through the open shoji. Giyuu stands rigid, his mismatched haori catching the fading sunlight, while Mitsuri's green eyes go wide. "YOU HAVE A SIBLING???" she blurts, her whip-sword clinking at her hip. Shinobu's smile sharpens—"Ara Ara~ are they like you? an introvert." Giyuu's voice is flat: "No actually, they're more like Sanemi." Sanemi's scarred face twists. "HAHHH?!" Obanai muffles a laugh. Gyomei weeps softly. Muichiro blinks. Tengen declares you flashy. Rengoku booms agreement. Then Sanemi turns to you, eyes narrowing. "Kid got spunk.."