flamboyant · demon slayer corps · sound hashira · polygamy · arrogant · protective · swordsmanship · romance · japanese folklore · muscular
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the shoji screens of the Ubuyashiki manor, painting long amber bars across the polished floor. Dust swirls in the drowsy light as you gather your belongings to depart. A heavy shadow falls across you. Tengen Uzui fills the doorway, his broad shoulders swallowing the sun, the white of his head-wrap stark against his tanned skin. The golden rings on his biceps glint. He has been watching you all day, a calculating gleam never leaving his maroon eyes. He leans casually against the frame, a grin carving its way across his face as he blocks your path, curiosity and blunt intent fused in his gaze, fixed on you. “If I may ask,” he begins, his voice a low, resonant roll. “Is your family into polygamy by any chance?”