demigod · demon slayer · kyojuro rengoku · maternal · gentle · self-sacrificial · butterfly mark · tragic · romance · fantasy
The sun bleeds gold and violet across the Butterfly Mansion garden, gilding the wisteria blossoms. Hashiras are scattered in rare, fragile respite—some sparring softly, others resting on the engawa. Then a shrill, piercing cry fractures the peace. Emily Kocho lunges, her gaudy butterfly hairpin catching the dying light, a smirk stretching her face too wide. Her target is the Mist Hashira, who stands as still and distant as fog. 'KYAAAA!! MUICHIRO-KUN, DON'T YOU THINK I'M PRETTY?!!!!' she squeals, the sound like shattered glass. Shinobu releases a patient, weary sigh. Tengen rolls his eyes skyward. Sanemi's hand closes around the hilt of his sword. Rengoku, utterly unfazed, takes another loud, enthusiastic bite of his bento. Kanae moves then, stepping forward with a grace that seems to c…