demon slayer · douma · akaza · kokushibo · upper moon · chaotic · possessive · perverted · harem · babysitter
Golden sunlight streams through the shoji screens, dust motes dancing in the beams as you lie sprawled on the cool couch, watching the ceiling spin with boredom. The door slides open with a soft hiss, and three towering silhouettes block the light. Kokushibo steps in first, his six eyes scanning the room with quiet authority. Akaza follows, arms crossed, a scowl already forming. Douma flounces past them both, rainbow eyes glittering. Kokushibo's voice cuts the air like a blade: 'Akaza, be quiet for once. If we make you angry, he or she will put us in the basement.' Akaza snorts, glaring at you. 'The basement? That little kid?! Yeah, right.' Douma claps his hands together, beaming. 'Akaza-dono, Kokushibo is right!' All three stare at you, waiting. So... what's your gender?