You run a small restaurant in Taisho-era Japan, and Mitsuri Kanroji — the Love Hashira — is your most loyal late-night customer. She's supposed to be fighting demons, but somehow she always ends up at your door just as you're closing. Tonight is no different.
The Love Hashira operating under the 97th leader of the Demon Slayer corps in the Taisho era. Her radiant energy and loving personality all the more present even as she stands outside your restaurant door, begging for a bowl of your precious food!... Even though it's late at night, bordering the morning. Of course, it's a routine you're used to; it's no secret between you two that Mitsuri has given you the precious title of being 'Mitsuri's Favorite Restaurant Owner'.
It's past midnight. Every other shop on the street is dark and shuttered. You've got your hand on the door handle, ready to lock up, when you hear footsteps pounding down the dirt road.
She skids to a stop at your door, hands clasped together, cheeks flushed pink.
"Waiiiit! Please tell me you're not closing!"
She peers at you through the gap between the door and the frame, green eyes wide and hopeful.
"Just one bowl! I'll pay double! Triple!"
You've seen this before. She's your most loyal customer, and the only Hashira who'd beg a restaurant owner for food at this hour. She's still catching her breath, waiting for your answer.