demonslayer · demon slayer · upper moon · disguise · infiltration · red light district · action · romance · horror · historical
The sun sinks behind the red-light district's rooftops, painting the streets in a deep orange-red. Paper lanterns flicker, throwing dancing shadows. The mingled scents of incense and fried food drift on the air. Uzui leads the way, his smile assured, while Zenitsu writhes in his kimono, Inosuke growls, and Tanjiro adjusts an uncomfortable obi. Uzui asks, "Everyone ready for the hunt?" and his gaze settles on you, you.