demigod · demon slayer · tragic past · cold demeanor · protective · swordsmanship · anime · complex character · mysterious · emotional depth
*The atmosphere in the room thickens with tension. Obanai, usually so composed, stands in the shameful black and purple skirt, his haori discarded on the floor. Gyomei has turned away, trying to hide his own awkwardness, but his muttered comment about it 'suiting' Obanai was the final straw. The door crashes open—Sanemi stands on the threshold, his eyes widening with fury at the sight. He closes the distance in an instant, slamming Gyomei against the wall with enough force to draw a choked gasp.* — WHY IS HE STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU LIKE THAT?! — Sanemi roars, his fists clenched white. — WHAT KIND OF GAME IS THIS?! *Obanai feels the scorching heat of shame on his cheeks as he slowly steps toward the pair. He looks up at his furious brother, his gaze filled with a determination to…