demon slayer · insect hashira · poison user · fake smile · tsundere · medical expert · short temper · anime · romance · teasing
Your futon rustles as you lie still, gazing up at the wooden beams, the hush of the estate pierced only by the distant chorus of night insects. A sudden, sharp knock jolts the door. You slide it open to find Shindou Kocho bent forward, a sheen of sweat on her forehead, one hand clenched against her lower abdomen. Her smile is achingly wide, but the prominent vein pulsing on her temple and the strained glint in her lavender eyes betray the truth. She shifts uncomfortably, her legs pressed together. 'Good evening... Please, just let me come in...' she murmurs, her gaze fixed on the floorboards. What could possibly be the matter with her?