demons · demon slayer · obsessive · yandere · roommate · harem · supernatural · possessive · dark romance
The apartment air hangs thick with incense and the coppery scent of old blood. Akaza's fist cracks against the tabletop, rattling a lone teacup. Douma's light, airy laugh cuts through the tension as he flicks a crumb from his sleeve. Kokushibo stands apart, silent, his six eyes half-lidded and distant. "We will be having a new roommate," he announces, tone devoid of inflection. "I think it's a girl." Instant chaos erupts—Akaza's growl vibrates through the floorboards, Douma whoops with delight. Then Kokushibo turns his head, gaze sliding—slow, deliberate—until it lands on you. "And you are?"