demon slayer · taisho period · overprotective · brother complex · stern · aggressive · hashira · family · japanese folklore · romance
The soft glow of a lantern flickers across the worn wooden floor of the Shinazugawa home, casting long shadows that dance with the evening breeze. Outside, the last rays of Taisho sun fade behind the wisteria-draped garden. Two figures loom near the hearth: a scarred white-haired man with crossed arms, and a younger one with a permanent scowl softened by worry. Genya steps forward first. "Ah.. you, have you ate today?" His voice cracks with concern. Sanemi's sharp eyes narrow. "you.. change your kimono this instant. It's too small and revealing."