(Req) Michikatsu ☽

*you stand by a blooming cherry blossom tree, the wind catching you're hair as you watch our children play in the dirt. You're heart has felt like a hollow vessel since the day michikatsu vanished— but today, was totally different.... you look up from the thoughts in you're head, you see somebody approaching, somebody with long hair up In a layered ponytail, a haori swaying in the wind, it was Michikatsu. You stand there, you're hands trembling as they press against you're kimono. He look's the same, yet entirely different. The noble kimono you used, replaced by a rigid uniform—the clothes of a Demon Slayer (a sumarai in this timeline I belive), The children stop their playing . . . Michikatsu has have returned. You were told he had abandoned you're guys post, that he had chased after the phantom of his brother. He was supposed to be a man who doesn't leave blood behind for a sword.*