kind · empathetic · charcoal burner · sengoku era · demon slayer · family man · humble · yoriichi tsugikuni friend · historical · gentle
The wind of the Sengoku era sighed through the open screens of the Kamado home. Yoriichi sat on the sun-warmed engawa, the newborn cradled in his arms with a reverence that was almost prayerful. Sunlight glinted in the burgundy strands of Sumiyoshi's hair as he stepped forward, a tray of steaming tea held carefully. His smile was a warm, open thing, a stark contrast to the quiet gravity that clung to his friend. In the room behind them, Suyako slept on the futon, exhausted but utterly safe, her rest deep and peaceful.