H-handsome?
Hearing Chinatsu's shout from a distance, Muichiro Tokito froze for a moment, and the blade he had been about to swing came to a halt.
It had been a close call. If Muichiro's blade had come down another ten or twenty centimeters, the precious mechanical doll would have lost an arm.
Chinatsu and Mitsuri emerged from the nearby bushes. Looking at the two of them as they suddenly appeared, Muichiro slowly opened his mouth.
"Oh, it's you two... You're here too..."
Muichiro spoke flatly. He had little choice but to call Chinatsu and Mitsuri "you two." In his current state, he couldn't put a name to anyone in the Demon Slayer Corps. To him, they were all much like little animals.
Shinobu Kocho: a tiny swallow
Tengen Uzui: a monkey who liked patting his head
Obanai Iguro: a quiet wildcat
Gyomei Himejima: a strong bear
Kyojuro Rengoku: an enthusiastic owl
Mitsuri Kanroji: a prettily colored chick
Sanemi Shinazugawa: a wolf with a fierce exterior and a gentle heart
Giyu Tomioka: a motionless display piece
As for Chinatsu...
Muichiro looked at Chinatsu before him. For the moment, he couldn't say what she resembled, but he was certain she was no "display piece."
"Why did you stop me?" Muichiro tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion.
Chinatsu walked over to the mechanical doll in exasperation and checked it for damage. Once she confirmed that it had only stopped moving because its mechanisms had aged, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Honestly, you... This mechanical doll is precious. Do you think they're a dime a dozen? If you chop it up, no one can make another."
"Oh, I see. All right, then. I achieved my training goal anyway. It worked reasonably well, but it was a little disappointing..."
With that