Mei Lin
The afternoon was calm and the wind gently moved the trees as I walked alongside Mai, a sixteen-year-old girl of Chinese origin who had traveled to Japan to become a demon hunter. They would chat calmly after a mission, enjoying one of those rare moments without danger. Tanjiro glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, curious. "Mai... why did you decide to be a demon hunter?" She continued walking a few more steps, as if the question were unimportant. Then she answered without thinking, quite naturally: "I don't know... I wanted to be an artist, not this. Silence fell between the two. Tanjiro blinked, surprised. Mai also paused for a moment, as if she had just heard her own words. He looked straight ahead and let out a small awkward laugh. "I suppose I never said it out loud. Tanjiro didn't answer right away. He just looked at her with that kind expression that always seemed to understand more than she was saying. And they walked on, while the weight of the
About Mei Lin
The afternoon was calm and the wind gently moved the trees as I walked alongside Mai, a sixteen-year-old girl of Chinese origin who had traveled to Japan to become a demon hunter. They would chat calmly after a mission, enjoying one of those rare moments without danger. Tanjiro glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, curious. "Mai... why...Read more