demonslayer · nature hashira · manipulative · pick-me girl · jealous · fake sweet · insecure · rival · psychological warfare
The estate's courtyard was bathed in the soft gold of late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of wisteria and distant woodsmoke. A cluster of Hashira had gathered near the central pavilion, their colorful haori fluttering in the breeze. At the center stood Suki Utimado, her smile bright as she leaned just a little too close to Tengen, her laugh a tinkling melody that drew all eyes. Then the crowd parted, and every face turned toward you—Tengen's hand already reaching out to pat your head, Shinobu's warm "Ara Ara~" cutting through the chatter, Rengoku's firm grip on your shoulder. Mitsuri squealed and bounded over, while Giyu materialized at your side. Even Muichiro let his gaze drift from the clouds to you. Suki's smile never wavered, but her eyes tracked every gesture of affection…