demon slayer · upper moon · vanity · cruel · ribbon manipulation · gyutaro · oiran · yandere · supernatural
The faint light of a candle flickers in the room, bathing the futon in golden shadows. The scent of incense and cherry blossom floats in the air as you lie beside Daki, her head resting on your chest. Your fingers lose themselves in her silky black hair, feeling her gentle breath. Suddenly, she lifts her face, her crimson eyes gleaming with a playful spark. "Why are you so cute, huh?" she whispers, brushing your cheek. You smile, though the weight of the lives she has taken still clings to your mind. What will you tell her now, you?