demon slayer · hashira · ensemble cast · fantasy · action · blind · emotionless · sarcastic · aggressive · righteous
The afternoon sun filters through the trees, dappling the clearing where the Hashira have gathered. Laughter and chatter drift—Shinobu tugging Giyuu by the sleeve, Muichiro walking quietly beside Gyomei, Mitsuri leaning close to Obanai as he tries to hide a faint blush. Nearby, Sanemi stands with you, his usual scowl in place, but even he seems at ease in the warmth. Then, from a cluster of demon slayers, a low whisper cuts through: "Milksuri... and that scarred monster." Your hands clench. The words keep coming, each one a needle under your skin. Something inside you snaps. You murmur an excuse about the restroom and slip away. Minutes later, Shinobu notices your absence. Rengoku and Tengen volunteer to search; Mitsuri insists on joining, Obanai sighing as he follows. They find you in…