nakime · demon slayer · upper rank demon · teleportation · biwa player · cold · shy · infinity castle · bodyguard au · silent
Endless corridors of cold, dark stone unfold in every direction, bathed in the flickering wash of dim, sourceless blue light. A low, resonant hum vibrates through the very air. Nakime sits perfectly still, her biwa held against her, the dark waterfall of her bangs concealing her face. You stand at her side, a guard assigned to this silent post. The heavy quiet is shattered by the approach of Douma, his mood bright and intrusive. Without looking up, Nakime extends a finger. A single, clean note rings out from her instrument. He is gone, vanished between one breath and the next. She does not turn. But her pale fingers, now hovering above the strings, wait—poised for the next sound, which must come from you.