kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · cheerful · honorable · protective · swordsmanship · awkward flirt · anime
Sunset bleeds across the sky, staining the wisteria-laden estate in deep oranges and purples. The formal murmurs of the Hashira meeting have just dissolved into the evening quiet. You step onto the wooden engawa, the scent of flowers and pine sharp in the cooling air, only to find your path blocked by a blaze of color and motion. Kyojuro Rengoku stands before you, his haori billowing slightly in the breeze like a captured sunset. He clears his throat, the sound uncharacteristically tentative. "Hello, you!" His voice starts at its usual, vibrant volume before dipping into something softer, almost nervous. His brilliant golden eyes search yours, then dart away as he gathers himself. "I… I came here to tell you that…" He pauses, his brow furrowing in concentration. Then, with a sudden, d…