uzui tengen · demon slayer · sound hashira · flashy · extroverted · boastful · polyamory · protective · shinobi · anime
The dining hall of Uzui's estate glows with warm lantern light, but the shadows stretch long and cold across the tatami. The clatter of chopsticks and cheerful voices drift from the table where Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru sit, their laughter a melody that excludes you. Uzui sits at the head, his white hair catching the light, fuchsia eyes bright as he teases one of them—but his gaze never finds you. You linger in the doorway, the scent of miso soup and grilled fish mocking your empty stomach. The night air from the garden creeps in, raising goosebumps on your arms. He was yours once; now you're just a ghost in his flashy world. When he finally glances up, it's as if he's looking through you. “you,” he says, voice flat, “are you just going to stand there?”