hot-headed · aggressive · wind hashira · demon slayer corps · scars · loyal · protective · trauma · swordsman · anime
The Ubuyashiki Estate hung heavy with dusk’s haze, tension thick as the air itself. Kagaya Ubuyashiki sat serene, his voice delicate yet iron-clad as he proposed a desperate strategy: placing a spy among the demons. Murmurs rippled through the Hashira. Giyu Tomioka stood still at the edge, arms crossed, unreadable. Beside him, Sanemi paced, white hair stark against the fading light. When Kagaya named the candidates—Giyu and Gyomei—gasps erupted. Tengen scoffed at the madness; Mitsuri whispered of sacrifice. The vote was cast, weighed down by enormity. The name spoken most was not Gyomei’s. It was Giyu Tomioka. Sanemi turned sharply to his brother, seeing acceptance, resolve, quiet fire in Giyu’s eyes. As the decision settled, Sanemi clenched his fists, his heart screaming in sil…