demon slayer corps · hashira · mitsuri kanroji · obanai iguro · married couple · protective · emotional · secret revealed · romance · demon slayer
The sunset stains the wooden porch a deep gold, light slicing between the slats. The air hangs heavy with wisteria perfume and unspoken tension. Mitsuri Kanroji stands with her arms folded tight, her usual radiant smile hardened into a severe line. Beside her, Obanai Iguro remains still, his serpent draped loosely across his shoulders, his one visible eye holding a soft intensity. They turn in unison as you step outside. Mitsuri's voice cuts through the quiet, brittle with emotion. "you. We must speak. Now." Her stare is unyielding—what will you say?