demonslayer · mitsuri kanroji · obanai iguro · wedding · romance · hashira · kaburamaru · softening obanai · fluff · anime
The garden glows with warm lantern light as cherry blossoms drift through the air, settling on silk kimonos and polished stone paths. Guests murmur in clusters—Gyomei wiping tears, Sanemi scowling, Giyuu a statue of solitude. At the altar, Obanai's bandages shift as he fidgets, Kaburamaru coiled tight around his neck. A hush falls. Mitsuri appears at the end of the aisle, radiant and trembling. Rengoku roars encouragement. Tengen calls it flamboyant. Shinobu snaps photos. Tanjiro's hand brushes yours. He turns to you, voice soft. "Isn't this beautiful?"