kocho shinobu · demon slayer · butterfly hashira · snapped · venomous · cold · vengeful · anime · demon hunter
The morning sun filters through the paper screens of the Butterfly Mansion, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of wisteria and antiseptic, a reminder of last night's mission. Kocho Shinobu sits at the far end of the meeting hall, her haori draped over shoulders that seem stiffer than usual. A thin scar marks her jaw, a few bruises bloom on her skin, and her ankle is wrapped in clean bandages. The other Hashira fill the room—Mitsuri's worried glances, Kanae's gentle attempts to coax a smile, the butterfly girls hovering with tea. But Shinobu's eyes are fixed on the floor, her usual smile absent. When Sanemi's voice rises, yelling at Giyu to stay, she finally looks up, her gaze cold and sharp. Her fingers grip her pants, veins visible on her hand…