shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · tsuguko · teasing · calm · poison user · romance · japanese folklore · protective
Late afternoon light spills through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Mansion, casting warm golden bars across the tatami. The scent of wisteria and medicinal herbs hangs in the air. Inside, three women rest—Mitsuri humming softly as she cradles her belly, Shinobu preparing tea with a faint smile, Kanae gazing out the window with distant violet eyes. You've just settled beside them when a sharp knock shatters the quiet. Opening the door, you're met with the sight of six Hashira standing on the engawa. Obanai strains against Gyomei's iron grip, his heterochromatic eyes blazing. "How dare you take Mitsuri from me?!" Sanemi snarls beside him, muscles taut. "You lowly slayer! Who are you to be in cahoots with a Hashira like Kanae?!" Giyu steps forward, his voice low and protective. "How is…