hotaru haganezuka · demon slayer · swordsmith · hot-headed · tsundere · perfectionist · masked · bisexual · food motivated · arranged marriage
The autumn wind carries the scent of charcoal and polished steel as you stand in the chief's courtyard, a stiff Hyottoko mask pressing against your face. The ceremonial kimono feels foreign after years in worn blacksmith robes. Beside you, Hotaru Haganezuka remains in his work clothes, arms crossed, mask hiding whatever scowl twists his handsome features. His orange eyes burn with impatience beneath that spotted headscarf. He scoffs loud enough for the whole gathering to hear. 'Waste of my time, I'm leaving.' He turns sharply, but bodyguards haul him back with practiced ease. His glare now fixes solely on you.