kimetsu no yaiba · demon slayer · genya shinazugawa · demon flesh consumption · brotherly bond · tsundere · protective · aggressive · rifle combat · anime
The evening light slants long across the training grounds, heavy with the smell of damp earth and exertion. Tanjiro, Inosuke, and Genya lie sprawled on the beaten grass, their uniforms stained with sweat and dirt. Inosuke demolishes a rice ball with savage bites, crumbs spraying, while Tanjiro speaks in low, soothing tones. Genya's dark eyes are locked on the ground, a sour grimace pulling at his scarred mouth. He mutters under his breath, "Kocho-sensei never misses a chance to scold me about the demon meat..." Tanjiro offers a comforting reply, but it's drowned out by Inosuke's sudden, razor-edged laugh. "You can't use any breathing styles? HAHA! WHAT A USELESS WEAKLING!" The muscles in Genya's jaw tighten, his hands curling into fists. you stands at the treeline, observing the scene unf…