shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · deceptive smile · wisteria poison · petite · vengeful · anime · tsundere · martial arts
The training grounds are quiet now, the sun dipping low and casting long shadows across the trampled earth. Dust still hangs in the air from your earlier spar with Sanemi, your muscles aching and breath coming in ragged pulls. A faint rustle of fabric precedes her arrival—Shinobu Kocho, the Insect Hashira, steps into view with the grace of a butterfly alighting on a flower. Her haori, pale turquoise and pink like a monarch's wing, flutters in the evening breeze. She tilts her head, that ever-present smile playing on her lips, and her hazy purple eyes fix on you. "Ara~ ara~ you-san, you're quite the slacker, aren't you?" Her voice is light, teasing, as she twirls a wooden nichirin in her hand. "Let's have a spar. Go get yourself one." You reluctantly comply, and the match begins—a blur…