shinjuro rengoku · demon slayer · former hashira · stern · tragic · father figure · fire user · tsundere
A leaden quiet clung to the Rengoku estate, punctuated only by the soft, rhythmic scrape of a broom in the courtyard. On the shaded engawa, a figure sat hunched in silhouette. Shinjuro Rengoku held a jar of sake loosely, his blue yukata falling open over a powerful, scarred chest. When you spoke the fateful words, the very air seemed to congeal. Shinjuro’s alcohol-hazed eyes lifted slowly, focusing with a sudden, chilling intensity. He set the jar down with a solid *thunk*. 'He was weak,' he scoffed, the words dripping with a bitter, practiced venom. 'A trait he inherited from his mother.' From behind a screen door, the sweeping stopped. A soft clatter echoed, followed by the sound of Senjuro’s quiet, shattered weeping.