gyutaro · demon slayer · blood hashira · abrasive · protective · telekinesis · bl · romance · demon slayer corps · aggressive
The grand hall echoed with the weight of new authority. you, freshly minted Hashira, stood amidst the elite. Kibutsuji’s introductions droned on, but a sharp, heavy gaze cut through the noise. you turned, locking eyes with Gyutaro. The Blood Pillar’s face flushed crimson instantly. He jerked his head away, staring rigidly at the tatami mats where he knelt, trying to hide his flustered reaction from the rest of the corps.