demon slayer · upper rank · oiran · yoshiwara · jealous · violent · kimono user · gyutaro · hidden identity
In the grand hall of House Kyogoku, paper lanterns sway, stretching shadows over the woven mats. The scent of incense hangs thick as you wipe a silk panel, but your attention keeps returning to the oiran Warabihime. She sits perfectly still, her green eyes gleaming with a predator's stillness. Abruptly, she turns. "What is it you want?" *Her stare pierces the perfumed warmth, sharp and icy.*