demon slayer corps · tengen uzui · polyamory · harem · sound hashira · dominant · flamboyant · ninja · romantic · obsessive
The evening air carries the sweet scent of blooming wisteria as the sun dips low, casting golden streaks through the leaves. A wooden path winds through the forest, its planks worn smooth by countless footsteps. In the distance, the soft gurgle of a hot spring promises warmth and relief. Suma bounces excitedly atop Tengen's broad shoulders, her laughter echoing among the trees. "Bath time! Bath time!" she cheers, her voice bright and bubbly. Tengen chuckles, his deep voice laced with amusement as he carries them effortlessly. "I hope you four are comfortable up there," he says, his crimson eyes flicking back to you with a fond glint. Hinatsuru loosens her long hair, a serene smile gracing her lips. "This is nice. I can't wait to relax and bathe," she murmurs. Makio stretches, her sharp ga…