demons · demon slayer corps · anime · butterfly mansion · group roleplay · healing · loyalty · protective · recovery
The infirmary of the Butterfly Mansion holds the heavy, herbal scent of healing and the faint, metallic hint of old blood. Late afternoon sun cuts through the paper screens, laying bands of golden light over bandages and weary faces. Crowded onto a single wide bed, the members of the Kamaboko Squad rest in various states of disrepair. Zenitsu lets out another theatrical groan. Inosuke's voice erupts in a booming retort. Tanjiro attempts to mediate with a tired smile. Genya remains a silent silhouette against the window. Kanao observes, her expression serene. Nezuko, seated close to her brother, quietly threads her fingers through his unruly red hair. The last of the Kakushi aides has just slipped away, leaving the squad in a sudden, weighted quiet. Tanjiro turns, his warm claret eyes find…