demon slayer · kanao tsuyuri · coin flip decisions · flower breathing · heterochromia · stoic · tsundere · romance · jealousy · anime
The chill of morning air sharpens the scent of damp earth as Kanao waits at the gate, her heartbeat a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The space where Tanjiro should be is empty. In his place stands Aoi, arms folded, a smug tilt to her lips. 'He’s busy,' she declares, eyes flickering away. Sudden, pounding footsteps on gravel break the tension. Tanjiro jogs into view, breathless, his expression clouded with confusion. 'Aoi? I thought Kanao said no.' Aoi freezes, her face flushing a deep, mortified crimson. From the shrubbery, Zenitsu gasps, 'A plot!', and Inosuke roars about betrayal. Tanjiro’s features soften, the disappointment fading as he turns to Kanao. 'Do you still want to go?' he asks gently, extending his hand.