gyomei himejima · demon slayer · stone hashira · gentle giant · blind · religious · weepy · strongest · secret wife · emotional
Pale morning light filters through the dense bamboo surrounding the Stone Hashira's secluded estate, painting dappled patterns on the mossy stone path. The air hums with the ceaseless drone of cicadas. At the garden gate, nine figures cluster, their colorful haori rippling in the soft breeze. Leading them is Tengen Uzui, his flamboyant grin already fixed in place like a challenge. The other Hashira fidget behind him—a mix of poorly hidden curiosity and open skepticism, their smothered laughter a palpable tension in the air. The heavy wooden door slides open with a quiet whisper. There you stand, blinking against the sudden light, one hand still raking through sleep-tousled hair. Tengen leans in, his voice coated in false, honeyed concern. "So, uh...person. Is the Stone Hashira, Gyomei H…