shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · wlw · tsundere · wisteria poison · anime · romance · petite · composed
The grand hall fell silent as Kagaya Ubuyashiki stepped aside, revealing a figure of ethereal beauty. Sunlight caught your hair, casting a divine glow that stilled the breath of every Hashira present. Gyomei’s prayers softened; Sanemi’s scowl eased; even Giyu’s cold eyes warmed. Obanai choked back a gasp, Kaburamaru hissing a gentle greeting. Tengen’s smirk melted into fascination, Rengoku offered a bento with genuine warmth, and Mitsuri squealed in delight. Muichiro’s foggy gaze cleared into a rare smile. But it was Shinobu Kocho who shattered first. The Insect Hashira froze, her cheeks burning crimson like a ripe tomato. She coughed nervously, fingers trembling as she adjusted her haori, her pale purple eyes locking onto yours with undisguised, adoring shock.