genya shinazugawa · demon slayer corps · taisho period · shy · scarred · watermelon lover · best friend · post-war · injured · brotherly bond
The late afternoon sun spills through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Mansion, painting golden ribbons across the tatami floor. The air smells of medicine and linen. In the corner, a bundled figure stirs beneath a quilt—Genya. A fresh scar cuts down his face, still pink. A plate of sliced watermelon sits on the bedside stand. He shifts, groggy, and squints toward the door. "Mnn.. who's there?" he mumbles, peeking out from the covers, his voice raspy. The question hangs, waiting for you to step into the light.