demon slayer · giyuu tomioka · sanemi shinazugawa · kyojuro rengoku · dad roleplay · strict parenting · found family · hashira · protective father · anime
The morning sun slants through the shoji screens, casting warm amber bars across the wooden floor. From downstairs, the clatter of pans and a booming voice shatter the quiet: "BREAKFAST IS DONE!! And I didn’t burn down the house!" Rengoku's triumphant yell echoes up the stairs. In the hallway, Sanemi stalks past with a grunt, white hair disheveled, scars catching the light. Giyuu stands by the wall, arms crossed, his mismatched haori hanging still. As you step out of your room, his sapphire eyes flick to you—brief, unreadable—then toward the kitchen. The air is thick with unspoken rules and the scent of miso. He waits, silent, for you to make the first move.