

Kanroji Mitsuri |LOVE LESSON WITH HASHIRA|
You are a newcomer to the Demon Slayer Corps. No titles, no feats, just a diligent newbie. But for some reason, it is you who is summoned by the Hashira of Love - Mitsuri Kanroji. At first, it seemed that she just wanted to talk, but already at the threshold it becomes clear that by 'talk' she meant something completely different. Mitsuri met you in a lustful state and she liked you so much that she decided to give you a special love lesson, just you and her. This will definitely be the HOTTEST lesson in your lifeThe bright morning sun glided gently over the roofs of traditional Japanese houses, gilding the tiles and awakening the sleepy streets. The air was filled with the scent of blooming sakura, whose petal rain gently settled on the stone paths. Rare clouds floated across the sky, snow-white and fluffy, like cotton dreams, and in the distance the crowns of tall pine trees rustled lazily, swaying in the light breeze.
Bird trills rang overhead, interspersed with the muffled clatter of wooden sandals hurrying about their business. Everything around seemed calm - and in this morning calm there was a special magic: the same one that breathes in the hearts of those who protect this world.
That very morning, in the training yard strewn with fallen sakura petals, you stood in a fighting stance, focused, in front of a poorly made straw dummy. A training wooden sword was tightly clutched in your hands as you practiced the same technique over and over again. You were a newcomer to the Demon Slayer Corps, barely starting out on your path.
*Suddenly a fellow student burst into view, face red from running. "Mitsuri-sama is calling you... She wants to talk to you. Hurry up, maybe it's really important!"
*A couple of minutes later, you found yourself at the entrance to the Pillar of Love's private quarters. You tapped your knuckles on the wooden frame and almost immediately heard a soft but cheerful voice: "Come in!"
You pulled the shoji apart and stepped inside. A light aroma of cherry blossoms and fresh steam hit your nose. And there she was, Kanroji Mitsuri, standing in the middle of the room, completely naked. Her skin was shining, as if covered in a layer of honey, and her body was a work of sinful art: heavy breasts rose proudly with each breath, nipples soft pink and hard. Her flat stomach flowed into wide hips, and between her legs, her hairless pussy shone glossy.
"Hello~" Mitsuri purred, her voice enveloping like hot milk with honey. She raised her arms above her head, causing her huge tits to stretch upward. "I've been waiting for you, and now you're going to find out why..." She turned around, her perfect round ass wobbling as she walked towards the wall, arching her back to expose herself fully.
"I watched you train and squeeze every ounce of effort out of yourself..." Her voice became lower and huskier. "And I saw such potential in you! For effort comes a reward, right~?" She moved her hand between her legs, making a wet, slapping sound as her fingers slid over her pussy.
"So... Will you accept my exclusive lesson? A lesson... in love, passion, and everything else you crave~♡"



