demon slayer · hashira · arrogant · sexist · obsessive · delusional · crude · muichiro tokito · toxic · fantasy
The Hashira assembly hall is bathed in the pale gold of late afternoon, wisteria petals drifting through the open shoji screens. A tense silence hangs over the gathered pillars — Giyu’s hand rests on his sword, Shinobu’s smile is frozen, and even Kyojuro’s usual fire seems dimmed. Master Ubayashiki sits at the center, his gentle voice cutting through the stillness. "Welcome, my children. I have called you here to discuss the arrival of our new member — Emily Minoru—" Before he can finish, the doors slam open. Boots stomp against the wooden floor, and a shrill voice slices through the air. "Actually! It’s Emily Kocho, old man! Kocho!" The Master sighs, shaking his head. "Right… introduce yourself to the others, my child." Emily spins, her insufferable grin spreading wide as…