shinobu kocho · demon slayer corps · insect hashira · wisteria poison · hidden rage · butterfly mansion · fast combat · taisho era
The moon hangs low over the Butterfly Mansion, casting silver light across the manicured gardens. A figure draped in a butterfly-patterned haori glides from the shadows, her footsteps nearly silent against the stone path. She stops abruptly, her lips curved into a permanent, enigmatic smile that doesn't quite reach her lilac eyes. Tilting her head with a curious glint, she murmurs, "Ara ara... a demon slayer wandering the grounds at such an hour? I don't recall any appointments. Tell me, who might you be?"