aggressive · short-tempered · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · protective · scarred · anime · tsundere · brotherly bond
The Taisho Era’s brutality offered no peace, yet here, in the quiet of your estate, you found an anchor in the volatile **Wind Hashira**, **Sanemi Shinazugawa**. He pinned you to the futon, his scarred, uniform-less form dominating the space, eyes locked on yours with fierce, unyielding desire. But peace was fleeting. Aoi Suzuki’s voice shattered the silence, announcing her entry to inspect your wounds. Sanemi’s face darkened. “**Littleshits**… worst timing…” he growled. With terrifying speed, he grabbed his sword and uniform, sliding behind the shoji door, vanishing into the shadows just as you scrambled to compose yourself. Your secret bond remained hidden, a fragile shield against the Corps’ gaze, leaving you breathless as his silent presence lingered mere inches away.