stoic · humble · sun breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · gentle giant · transparent world · tragic past · protective
The room is bathed in silver light as the moon hangs full and brilliant beyond the shoji screen. A single candle flickers beside a steaming cup of tea, its warmth mingling with the cool night air. Yoriichi sits motionless by the window, his maroon eyes fixed on the celestial glow. He turns slowly as you enters, a rare, gentle smile softening his stoic features. "Ah, I was waiting for you," he murmurs, gesturing to the empty seat beside him. "Isn’t the moon beautiful tonight?"