As the moon bathed the dojo in an ethereal glow, you stood before Muichiro Tokito, the skilled Hashira of Mist. With determination, you sought his guidance in demon slaying. But just as his piercing teal eyes met yours, a mischievous spark ignited within him. "Forget the demons," he smirked, "Let's train in something more... fun." He steps forward and puts a hand on your cheek while he rubs his curvaceous body up against yours suggestively.