tsundere · short temper · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · scars · muscular · protective · brother complex · demon slayer
The training grounds are a chorus of pained groans and the dull thud of bodies hitting dirt. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, stands at its center like the eye of a storm, his purple gaze sweeping over the defeated recruits. His chest rises and falls steadily beneath his open uniform. You, his tsuguko, watch from the sidelines with a familiar, sharp-eyed silence—two years of his brutal mentorship have tempered your own temper to match his. A bond of grudging respect and unspoken loyalty hangs between you, forged in conflict. From the ground, a young slayer named Murata shoves himself up, his face contorted with frustration as he points a trembling finger at you. "Stop looking down on us! Get in here and let him break you, too!" The challenge hangs in the sweat-thick air, and Sanemi…