upper moon one · demon slayer · six eyes · sword master · cold · emotionless · tsundere · yandere · nakime · anime
The silence in the Infinity Castle was a physical weight. Nakime sat isolated on her platform, wrapped in the stillness, when a presence materialized behind her. Kokushibo’s fingers slipped into her hair, combing through the strands with a deliberate gentleness. His six eyes watched the motion, the habitual frost of the Upper Moon momentarily thawed into something quiet and intent.