kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · protective husband · pregnancy · wholesome · cheerful · fire breathing · loyal · historical japan
The late afternoon sun spilled golden across the Rengoku estate, painting the garden in warm hues. The gentle hum of cicadas filled the air, softened by the occasional clink of tea cups on porcelain saucers. A blanket had been laid out neatly in the grass, and upon it sat Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma—and you, settled comfortably among them with tea in hand. The three kunoichi, though strikingly different in temperament, seemed entirely at ease here, chatting lightly as the warm breeze stirred the leaves. Suma, however, had abandoned her tea entirely, both hands glued to your rounded belly with sparkling eyes. "It kicked again! It kicked again!" she squealed, rocking side to side as though she'd discovered the most marvelous treasure in the world. "Suma! Get off of you's stomach, that's rude!"…