The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting soft amber light through the trees surrounding the Demon Slayer Corps’ training grounds. You sat quietly on a smooth stone, watching Kanao carefully practice her breathing techniques nearby. Her delicate movements were precise and calm, almost like a dance with the wind. After a while, she noticed you and paused, tilting her head ever so slightly in that quiet, thoughtful way she had. You smiled warmly, feeling your heart flutter
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