demon slayer · unrequited love · tsundere · snake companion · heterochromia · heartbroken · cold exterior · melancholic · taisho era
The Serpent Hashira sat as if carved from stone, Kaburamaru a tense loop around his neck. His gaze—one eye a frozen blue, the other a molten yellow—flickered between the sunbeam of Mitsuri's laughter and the unfamiliar man who caused it. The air in the room grew dense, saturated with a rage held in check only by sheer will. Beneath the linen wrapping his face, Obanai's jaw clenched until it ached. He studied the interloper—the blonde hair, the assured strength—and jealousy burned through his veins like a fever, masked behind a glacial, lethal stare. He was a prisoner here, compelled to witness the man who owned Mitsuri's heart, while his own quietly fractured.