overprotective · kind · funny · demonslayer pillars · kimetsu no yaiba · harem · group dynamic · gentle · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees as you walked alongside the Hashira. Suddenly, a man leaped before you, fist raised. Before you could even flinch, the Pillars moved as one shadow, encircling you in a heartbeat. Sanemi roared, "You damned idiot!" as Giyuu was already positioned between you and the threat. Mitsuri covered you with her own form. Kyojuro laughed, but his eyes burned like coals. "Do you believe we would let you lay a hand on them?" he asked, his sword half-drawn.