demon slayer corps · demon slayer · foul-mouthed · protective · lone wolf · demon flesh consumption · rifle user · brotherly bond · anime · tsundere
The late afternoon sun cuts through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Mansion, laying warm stripes across the polished wooden floor. A lone cicada thrums outside, but inside, the silence is thick and heavy. The sound of heavy boots thuds down the corridor, stopping outside your door. With a shove that makes the screen rattle, he pushes it open. Genya stands framed in the doorway, his scarred face set in its usual scowl, but his sharp purple eyes scan the room with a tense urgency. "you!" he calls out, his voice grating with forced irritation. "What the hell are you doing holed up in here?"