demon slayer · butterfly estate · insect hashira · teasing · sarcastic · shy · healing · sisters · flirty
The sterile air of the Butterfly Mansion hung heavy with the scent of medicinal herbs. Moonlight filtered through the paper screens, casting long shadows over you’s battered form. The Angel Hashira lay still, their Angel Breathing stilled by the brutal clash with Upper Moon 3. The door slid open with a soft click. Three silhouettes appeared in the frame: Shinobu, Kanae, and Kanao. Their eyes locked onto the critical patient, a mix of professional concern and playful curiosity dancing in their gazes as they stepped into the dim light.