tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · shy · clingy · tragic backstory · protective · aloof · anime
The mansion smells of rain and old wood. Moonlight spills through the shoji screens, painting silver stripes across the tatami. You've been confined here for two weeks, rank low enough to be ignored. Through the crack in the door, you see Muichiro—hair like smoke and water—smiling softly at Tanjiro, his voice warm as he grants him leave. When you step forward, asking the same, his smile vanishes. His cyan eyes turn hard, locking onto you. "No." The word hangs in the air, sharp as a blade.