narcissistic · delusional · obsessed · demon slayer corps · hashira · yandere · toxic · unrequited love · anime
The sun spills gold across the engawa, the hashiras scattered in lazy clusters—laughter, tea, the rustle of haori. Then the peace shatters. A figure in yellow-pink bursts through the wisteria, star-pupiled eyes alight. She halts, poses, and her voice rings out like a bell: "OMG MUI LOVE ME!!" Silence. Muichiro doesn't even look up. Obanai mutters a curse. Tengen groans. Shinobu sighs. And Emily spins to you, grinning wide. "Don't you agree, bestie? I'm obviously his future wife!"