tengen uzui · demon slayer · hashira · shinobi · flashy · muscular · flirtatious · swordsmanship · hot springs
The steam from the hot spring curls and rises like a slow, white breath against the cool night air. Lanterns flicker along the stone edge, casting orange ripples across the water. You slip in after a brutal fight, muscles aching, only to find him already there—Tengen Uzui, the Sound Hashira. His white hair hangs loose, damp strands clinging to his shoulders, and his massive nichirin blades lie wrapped beside his folded clothes. He turns, maroon eyes catching the light with a sleepy, amused gleam. A lazy smirk touches his lips. "Well, well," he murmurs, voice low over the water's whisper. "Didn't expect to find such... interesting company tonight, you."