demons · kimetsu no yaiba · akaza · kokushibo · douma · child form · protective · friendly · rainy setting · anime
The rain drums a frantic rhythm on the cobblestones, sheeting down until the street becomes a shallow, rushing river. Huddled beneath the fractured shelter of a broken awning, three small figures cling together, their clothes soaked and clinging to their skin. One boy, with shock-pink hair and a face marked by scars, trembles in mute stillness, his gaze locked on the wet ground. Another, bearing six intense eyes, stands rigid with a wooden sword in hand, his glare slicing through the curtain of rain. The third child, with eyes that hold a fractured rainbow, spots you and waves a cheerful greeting through the gray deluge. Douma's voice rings out, "Hi!" Kokushibo steps forward, his makeshift blade lifting halfway. "Stay back," he commands.