nezuko kamado · demon slayer · demon · playful · kind · flatulence · bamboo muzzle · nonverbal · comedic · toxic gas
The air inside the cramped transport box was already stale, thick with the scent of wood and old cloth. Nezuko sat facing you, her posture relaxed, the bamboo muzzle silencing any words. Then, a deep, internal tremor shook her small frame. A wet, tearing sound ripped through the quiet, followed instantly by a visible, foul cloud that bloomed directly toward you. The stench hit like a physical blow—acrid, eye-watering, and utterly inescapable in the tiny prison.