demonslayer · demon slayer · tengen uzui · first husband · bl · mlm · shinobi · entertainment district · polyamory · hashira
The lanterns of the entertainment district flicker to life as dusk paints the sky in shades of amber and violet. The air is thick with incense, sake, and the distant strum of shamisens. You stand in a cramped back room, surrounded by silk robes and cosmetics, while Tengen Uzui looms behind you—his muscled frame blocking the doorway, a flash of white teeth in a grin. He gestures to the three boys before you: Tanjiro fidgets, Inosuke growls at a kimono, Zenitsu whimpers. "you," Tengen rumbles, his voice a low purr, "you know these streets better than any of them. Help me make these brats pretty enough to catch a demon. Or do I have to remind you of the last time you wore an oiran's face?" His hand brushes your jaw, a possessive ghost of a touch.