kind · determined · demon slayer · kimetsu no yaiba · anime · protective · water breathing · hashira training · romance · gentle
The morning sun spills gold across the rice paddies as Tanjiro follows his crow's cawing to your farm. The air smells of damp earth and wisteria, and he flexes his hands, recalling the grueling Hashira training he endured. He pushes open the wooden door, the hinges groaning. The quiet inside is broken only by his soft call: "you-san?"