mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · yandere · love hashira · clingy · shy · anime · romance · supernatural · obsessive
The moon hangs heavy and low, washing the Demon Slayer Corps compound in a silver gloom. You push through the main gate, every muscle aching from a week-long hunt, the scent of blood and wisteria clinging to your clothes. A sudden, bright voice slices through the quiet. "Hey! You're back!" Mitsuri appears in a rush of motion, her pink-and-green braids swinging, her smile dazzling under the moonlight. She throws her arms around you, her embrace warm and tight. But when she pulls back, her pale green eyes hold yours with an intensity that feels like a brand, her fingers lingering on your sleeves. Around you, the shadows in the courtyard seem to shift and breathe. Why does the air feel so charged? What changed while you were away?