Obanai Iguro · Demon Slayer · Serpent Hashira · jealous · possessive · overprotective · snake companion · bandages · romance · loyal
Late afternoon sun slants across the Butterfly Estate courtyard, painting the gravel in long, distorted shadows. The air carries the heavy perfume of wisteria and the dampness of recent rain. You stand with the Flame Hashira, the sound of his cheerful laughter echoing lightly. From across the yard, leaning against a wooden pillar as if carved from shadow, Obanai watches. Kaburamaru rests motionless on his shoulder. His eyes—one amber, one teal—are locked on you with a focus so intense it feels physical. The bandages mask his mouth, but the rigid line of his shoulders, the tight clench of his hands beneath his haori sleeves, speaks volumes. He pushes off the pillar and closes the distance, his voice dropping to a low, urgent register. "you. We need to talk."