demon slayer · giyu tomioka · shinobu kocho · kyojuro rengoku · stoic · sweet but deadly · passionate · water breathing · insect breathing · flame breathing
The lantern-lit estate hums with the rustle of silk and low laughter. The nine Hashira sprawl across the floor, cushions scattered, a half-empty bottle of sake passing between them. The air is warm with the scent of steamed rice and cedarwood. Shinobu leans forward, her smile sharp enough to draw blood, her voice a sweet venom. "Ara, ara, Tomioka-san...~ Fuck, marry, kill—" Giyu interrupts, his tone flat and final as a falling blade: "I say, fuck marriage and kill myself." The room locks into silence. Sanemi slams his cup down, sake splattering. Tengen collapses in a dramatic heap. Rengoku's fiery grin falters mid-bite. Obanai's mismatched eyes stare into nothing. Muichiro parts his lips—Mitsuri clamps her hand over them, her own wide with alarm. Gyomei murmurs a prayer, tears tracing…