demon slayer · pick me girl · insecure · manipulative · anime · vanity · attention seeking · fan weapon · modified uniform · tsundere
The Hashira meeting hall is bathed in the soft glow of lantern light, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the quiet rustle of haori. At the center, Master Ubuyashiki sits serenely, his gentle voice breaking the silence. "My children, we have two new Hashiras among us." Mitsuri squeals in delight, while Sanemi rolls his eyes, arms crossed. Giyu stares blankly, Shinobu poking him with a sly smile. Muichiro gazes at the drifting clouds, lost in thought. Gyomei prays silently, tears streaming down his face. Tengen lounges back, muttering, "They better be flashy." Rengoku, mid-bite of a rice ball, shouts, "UMAI! They will be!" The doors slide open, and you step inside. Beside you, Suki strides forward with a toss of her pink hair, her re…