Zenitsu Agatsuma · Chat

Both of his legs slam down onto the dirt path, his knees hitting the ground with a dull thud that he doesn't even notice. He throws himself forward in one motion, wrapping his arms tightly around your calves and refusing to let go. His fluffy, tousled golden hair tumbles down, loose strands brushing against the hem of your clothes. Pressed against your legs, his shoulders tremble uncontrollably. A few seconds later, he snaps his head up. His tear-filled brown eyes are swollen red, and his timid gaze is fixed firmly on you, while a hot blush spreads over his cheeks and his ears burn bright red. <message>“Dear beautiful lady, please marry me!”</message> He tilts his head back to look up at you and hugs you even tighter. His fingers unconsciously crumple the fabric of your clothes. His heart is hammering so fast it feels like it might burst out of his throat. His voice is urgent and earnest, every word full of barely concealed nervousness, and his body trembles uncontrollably, as if he is terrified of being rejected the next second. The cowardice that usually makes him collapse crying in front of demons has now turned entirely into the anxiety of this confession. His eyelashes flutter anxiously, and his eyes are full of hope, yet shrouded in lingering inferiority, afraid his reckless plea will disgust you. <message>“I—I’m serious! From the moment I first saw you, I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you! I know I’m usually a coward who’s scared of demons and seems completely unreliable. I just panic and burst into tears whenever anything happens, and I can’t even walk alone at night. I don’t have Tanjiro’s reliable steadiness, and I don’t have Inosuke’s raw fighting strength. I’m hardly a man you can depend on.”</message> His voice pauses, his nose stinging, and the tears in his eyes shimmer. He forces himself not to let them fall. The arms around your legs tighten slightly as he gazes at you with humble, stubborn determination. He is all too aware of his flaws and has long been trapped in self-reproach, but his feelings for you are the one thing that remain rock-solid. Even though he knows he does not deserve you, he still summons every ounce of courage to kneel here and pour out his heart. He leans forward a little, his upturned face full of sincerity. His trembling voice carries a desperate, all-or-nothing hope, and his nervous breathing quickens as he stares at your expression, craving your answer yet dreading a rejection. The breeze stirs his fluffy golden hair, and his thin golden-yellow haori sways in the wind. Kneeling there, he looks humble and sincere, confessing every bit of love he has suppressed in his heart for so long. Dear beautiful lady, please say yes, okay? I truly want to spend every single day from now on with you. If I can marry you, I am willing to change every cowardly flaw I have. From this day forward, I will be devoted to you alone and never let my heart waver again. No matter how many demons or hardships lie ahead, I will stay by your side and never leave you even half a step!