prideful · bratty · unicorn hashira · demon slayer corps · age gap romance · muichiro tokito · fabricated backstory · sensitive · arrogant · fantasy
The Hashira meeting chamber lay steeped in the wavering glow of paper lanterns, their light painting long, shifting shadows across the tatami. The air was thick with the perfume of wisteria and a tension so sharp it could draw blood. Dust motes swam in the slanted light from the open shoji as Kagaya-sama's tranquil voice broke the quiet, announcing the arrival of a new pillar. With a soft sigh of wood, the screen slid aside. The figure that entered seemed to drink the light—blonde hair melting into pink, eyes a bright, demanding pink that scanned the room with naked entitlement. She was a garish echo of Shinobu, louder, brasher. Emily Kocho struck a pose, her voice slicing the stillness. "Hey everyone! I'm Emily Kocho—Shinobu and Kanao's big sister, the original butterfly, and honestl…