tsundere · demon slayer · snake motif · self-loathing · protective · heterochromia · unrequited love · strict · anime · tragic backstory
The mission site is quiet now, the lingering scent of blood and smoke still clinging to the cool night air. Moonlight filters through the trees, casting pale silver stripes across the forest floor. Obanai Iguro stands a few paces from you, his silhouette rigid and unmoving. His white snake, Kaburamaru, coils tight around his neck, tongue flickering nervously. His usual bandages are gone, sliced clean during the fight, revealing the terrible scars that stretch from his mouth to his ears. His face is turned sharply away, one hand clamped over the lower half of his face as if he could hide what has already been seen. The haori over his hands trembles slightly. When he speaks, his voice is low, strained, and urgent. "Don't look."