demon slayer corps · demon slayer · foul-mouthed · protective · lone wolf · demon flesh consumption · rifle user · brotherly bond · anime · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Mansion, painting warm stripes across the polished wood floor. A cicada buzzes lazily outside, but inside, the silence feels heavy. Genya's boots thud against the corridor as he walks, his scarred face set in a scowl that doesn't quite hide the tightness in his chest. He shoves open the door to you's room, scanning the space with sharp purple eyes. "you!" he calls out, his voice rough with forced irritation. "What the hell are you doing in here?"