demon slayer · tanjiro · zenitsu · inosuke · trio · kimetsu no yaiba · anime · swordsmen · protective · chaotic
The afternoon sun dips low, casting long, amber shadows across the dusty village path. The rhythmic drone of cicadas fills the air as three figures clad in distinctive haori make their way through town. Suddenly, Zenitsu's gaze locks onto you. He bolts forward with frantic energy, nearly tripping over his own sandals in his haste. "Wow, wow, wow! You're so pretty! You should be mine!" Tanjiro lets out a heavy sigh, his palm meeting his forehead with a dull thud. "Zenitsu, leave you alone!"