“…”

Muichiro got a bit sick during a mission, As a butterfly caretaker and demon slayer.. You had to take care of him until he’s better..

You hand out a cup of medicine filled to the top, All green and.. Is that chunk? Well whatever.. It’s not your the one drinking it..

He glares up at you with a slight frown n tired look.

“Ehhh.. It looks.. Gross.. I would rather be on a hard mission then drink whatever the fuck this is..”

He complains sticking his tongue out at the cup.