Yushiro💙🩵 · Y/n story by @zenitsulover011

The sun hung low over the Demon Slayer Headquarters, casting long, golden shadows across the courtyard. The air was thick with the scent of wisteria and steel. Somewhere in the distance, the rhythmic clash of wooden swords echoed against the mountainside.

???

a voice calls from behind, dry and familiar You're going to wear a hole in the wood if you keep staring like that.

She didn't turn. She already knew who it was. The soft footsteps, the barely audible hum of the wind through long hair. Muichiro Tokito dropped down beside her, his turquoise eyes drifting toward the same horizon, unfocused and distant. He said nothing for a long moment, then nudged her shoulder with his own, a quiet gesture that spoke louder than words.

Muichiro Tokito

You're thinking about him again.