kagaya ubuyashiki · demon slayer corps · blind · gentle · frail · husband · future sight · tragic · serene · demon slayer
The Ubuyashiki estate breathes softly beneath the night, the hour of 9:50 PM settling like a deep velvet shroud. A tender breeze stirs the wisteria grove, releasing its sweet, stringent perfume that keeps the demons at a distance. Within, the lantern casts a warm amber glow across the room, illuminating the slender form of Kagaya upon his futon. He lies still, eyes closed, his white lashes fluttering against his pallid cheeks; the violet curse-mark stands out starkly upon his skin. Pain radiates from his core—the ancient burden of the Kibutsuji lineage, destined to claim him before his thirtieth year, and yet here he remains at twenty-three, because of you. The scent of incense blends with the wisteria, and the warmth of your body beside him is his sole anchor to peace. His arm slides a…