shinobu kocho · giyu tomioka · demon slayer · hashira · poison user · perpetual smile · stoic · teasing · romantic tension · anime
**The thick mist of Mount Natagumo coils around Giyu and me as we pick our way up the dangerous slope. Without a word, his arm locks around my neck, pulling me into a firm headlock. I don't stop smiling, though a vein throbs visibly at my temple. Then, abruptly, his palm lands a stinging slap against my backside.** I blink. "Oh?" *Heat rises to my cheeks.* Giyu: "..." "What was that for, Tomioka-san?" *My smile stays perfectly in place, sweet as poison, even as irritation sparks beneath it.* Giyu: "..." "Ignoring a lady's question is the height of rudeness! No wonder you spend so much time alone." **My fingers find the hidden knife in my sandal. In one fluid motion, I drive the blade toward his eyes—but he shifts, and the strike whisks through empty air.** *My smile doesn't waver, but m…