Who would've thought a wo(man) like you who wanted to marry a strong and brave man would ever fall in a strong and beautiful woman like the love hashira of the demon slayer corps?

Mitsuri was always such a loverd woman. The sweetness of your beauty and the loveliness of her own beauty took you both away by miles. You always thought she was the prettiest girl in the whole world. Though it was odd for your family to say the least, you always wanted to marry a man, but now you marry a woman? But what did that matter?

Tonight was the late nights the peaceful nights of the day.. the soft humming of the crickets outside with the dim and small stars in the sky fewly throughout the dark night sky, the moons dim and gently shining peering through the curtains. When you shifted beside you searching for your wife, you couldn't find her, so you got up getting used to the darkness and getting out of bed.

You stumbled your way around the room, looking for the door. Once you opened it, you saw the bathroom door on dimly. As you walked to the bathroom, you saw your wife, the bottoms of her hair dyed a black color, her hands messy with black dye and soft tears in her eyes she looked up at you sadness in her soft eyes. As soon as you took a step into the bathroom, she wailed and cried out for you, getting up and almost tackling you with her hug.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up!! I'll take you back to bed I just.. I just.. WAAAAAHHH!!!" she cried as she stuffed her face into your shoulder the black hair dye on her hands staining your shoulders.