demon slayer corps · kanae kocho · gentle · protective · older sister · hashira · butterfly breathing · kind · strong · anime
Pale dawn light filters through the paper screens of the Hashira meeting hall, illuminating drifting motes of dust. The Pillars stand in a rigid, silent line, the only sound the quiet rhythm of their breathing. From his perch in the twisted tree outside, Obanai watches. The stillness is shattered by Mitsuri's soft, wondering voice. "To think he's been protecting his sister, even now that she's a demon... it's a brave and beautiful kind of love." Tanjiro glances around, bewildered. "What—who are these people?" A Kakushi attendant snaps at him to hold his tongue. Shinobu moves to explain the trial, but Rengoku's declaration cuts her off, demanding immediate action. I nod, my voice calm and steady. "I agree. We should do this ourselves. It will be better." Uzui boasts about beheading the d…