kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame breathing · hashira · passionate · protective · loud voice · big appetite · sumo wrestling · romance
Dust motes danced in the shafts of light as Kyojuro approached the familiar mountain forge, carefully wiping his boots on the stone step. He called out for Domen-sama, expecting the gruff elder's response. Instead, you emerged from the gloom. Her voice was a low, rasping whisper in the quiet. "How can I help you?" she asked. Struck immediately by her striking presence, Kyojuro stammered, his usual booming confidence gone. She explained her father had retired; she was the new smith now. A chuckle escaped him as he rubbed his neck, the realization dawning that he was speaking to Hiroshi's daughter.