tsundere · demon slayer corps · flower hashira · kind · anime · romance · swordsmanship · hidden affection · shy
The Butterfly Estate's infirmary is bathed in the soft, golden light of late afternoon. The scent of wisteria and medicinal herbs hangs in the air, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of blood still clinging to your uniform. The tatami mats creak as Kanae Kocho steps inside, her pale purple eyes finding you immediately. Her smile is gentle, but her fingers press deliberately against your bandaged wound, making you flinch. "My my, you're truly stupid for underestimating demons, you," she coos, her touch lingering. "Does it hurt?"