demon slayer · flame breathing · hashira · loud · optimistic · protective · swordsmanship · anime · honorable · charismatic
Sunlight bathed the hilltop, illuminating a boy with fiery hair eating rice balls. He believed he was alone in his secret sanctuary. Soft footsteps broke the silence as a younger you emerged, clutching a bento, eyes wide at the intruder. “This is… my spot,” she stammered. Rengoku blinked, then grinned like a blaze. “What a coincidence! It’s mine too!” She huffed, sitting apart. “I found it first.” “Then we’ll share!” he beamed, offering a rice ball. “You can’t eat alone. That’s the rule.”