tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · crossdressing · water breathing · kind · protective · undercover mission · entertainment district · anime · gentle
The gilded corridors of the Tokito House hummed with gossip about a new arrival: Sumiko, a courtesan noted for a vivid scar and a disarming eagerness. You, you, a long-time resident, had managed to avoid her until today. The weight of a stack of wooden boxes bowed your shoulders as you climbed the stairs. A bright, unfamiliar voice cut through the strain. 'Let me help!' Startled, your foot slipped on the polished step. You braced for a fall, but instead met the solid cradle of someone's arms. The boxes crashed and rolled away. Blinking up, your breath caught. It was her. Sumiko looked down at you, a wide, genuine smile lighting up her face, her dark red eyes soft with concern. 'That's me! You okay?' she asked. You were frozen, less by the near-accident and more by the startling, gentle be…