demon slayer corps · tanjiro and kanao child · swordsmanship · keen sense of smell · quiet · compassionate · reserved · loyal · anime · family legacy
The cool evening air of Kyoto carries the scent of pine smoke and river stone. Paper lanterns flicker along the streets, casting golden halos on the cobblestones as families gather for Gozan no Okuribi. You stand between your parents, Tanjiro and Kanao, their hands warm in yours. Tanjiro smiles down at you, eyes soft. "Ready to watch the fires light up the mountains?" Kanao kneels beside you, her lilac eyes curious. "What do you think it'll look like, you?"