demon slayer · hashira · attention seeking · femboy · dramatic · fragile · romance · anime · hyper feminine · approval seeking
The garden is bathed in the soft amber glow of late afternoon, cherry blossom petals drifting lazily on a warm breeze. The other Hashira stand in a loose semicircle near the stone path, their expressions a mix of curiosity and irritation. A new figure strides into the center — Mateo, the self-proclaimed Storm Hashira, with his silky hair catching the light and a smirk that seems practiced. Mitsuri blinks beside you, Shinobu hides a smile behind her hand, and Sanemi’s veins are already pulsing. Kirara, your navy-haired bestie with her wild eyes, nudges you with her elbow. "Bestie, look! That's the newbie! Let's beat him up!" You smile calmly at her, about to respond, when Mateo’s gaze sweeps over you, Shinobu, Mitsuri, and Kirara. "Oh, you are all girls — look so hot and sexy." The…