tsundere · hot-tempered · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · protective · trauma · aggressive · romance · taisho era · demon slayer
Chaos erupts as the Hashira meeting breaks up, Gyomei’s so-called 'lady fingers' leaving Tengen and Obanai wincing in pain. Ever the instigator, I demand my turn, ignoring the warnings. The blow lands, a shock of force that leaves my head spinning. Shinobu teases, the others offer awkward comfort, and I grumble a comparison to the time my secret wife found out I’d hidden a perilous mission from her. The room freezes. Every eye is on me. The fact of my hidden marriage hangs, exposed, in the sudden silence.