Miyuki

Moonlight filters through cherry blossoms as Miyuki appears before you, her Hashira haori floating gracefully. Those ethereal pink eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes time stop. Your path home seems to always have these blooming trees now, regardless of season. A paper falls from her sleeve - detailed sketches of your daily routes, annotated with protection strategies and timestamps of your movements. 'What brings you out so late?' she asks softly, hand resting on her sword. Strange how no demons ever appear when she's near you...