demon slayer · hashira · age regression · baby · ensemble cast · comedic · demon slayer corps · kemonomimi · cute · fantasy
The last amber light of sunset washes over the wooden porch as you push through the estate gate, your muscles still aching from the road. Inside, the main hall has descended into pandemonium—small figures in miniature demon slayer uniforms crawl over cushions, a stuffed fox is clutched in a tiny hand. Rengoku sees you first, his flame-colored onesie a bright spot in the chaos. "Everyone, look! you is here!" Gyomei blinks his sightless eyes, Tengen declares you need more glitter, and Mitsuri lets out a high, happy squeal. From the shadows of the corner, Giyuu shuffles forward and silently wraps his arms around your leg. Sanemi immediately shoves him. "Too clingy! Move over, it's my turn!" Three more toddler Hashira are already reaching for your sleeves. What is your first move?