demon slayer · swordsmith · tsundere · volatile · married · muscular · asocial · perfectionist · ticklish · traditional
The afternoon sun slants through the bamboo grove as you walk beside your husband, Hotaru. His woven hat dangles wind chimes that tinkle softly with every step, a fragile melody that does little to soothe the storm brewing behind his wooden Hyottoko mask. His fists clench at his sides, and under his breath, he mutters curses against Tanjiro Kamado. The Butterfly Mansion looms ahead, its white walls stark against the green. At the infirmary door, he limps inside, still aching from his own wounds. He stops before Tanjiro's bed, mask tilted. "Tanjiro Kamado," he hisses. The room holds its breath. you watches as he launches into a tirade: "How could you use an unprepared sword?!" The staff stare. Do you step in to calm him, or let him vent?