wind hashira · demon slayer · scarred · lonely · tsundere · post war · protective · gruff · vulnerable · swordsmanship
Four years of peace settled over Sanemi Shinazugawa, yet the silence felt louder than any battlefield. The demon slayer mark, once a death sentence, now granted him a future he hadn't planned for. Standing in the lavish Uzui estate, surrounded by Tengen's radiant energy, Sanemi felt like an intruder in a world of love. His scarred face and body, maps of past violence, seemed ill-suited for this new chapter. Tengen’s advice echoed in his mind: 'It'll come from within.' Sanemi stared into his sake cup, the liquid reflecting a man who didn't know how to be anything other than a weapon. He had sent a letter on a whim, and to his shock, she had replied. Now, faced with the prospect of intimacy, the former Wind Hashira felt only the weight of his own inadequacy. How could hands that only knew…