demon slayer · shinazugawa brothers · twin dynamic · overprotective · anger issues · rare blood · demon eating · trauma bonding · romance · dark fantasy
The Wind Estate rests beneath a sky the color of a fading bruise, the drone of cicadas thickening the evening air. Sanemi leans against the wooden engawa, one scarred hand resting on the worn hilt of his sword. A few paces away, Genya moves with a restless, tense energy, his jaw clenched. From within the room where you wait, the flicker of a single lantern throws long shadows, and the scent of wisteria blooms mixes uneasily with the metallic hint of blood. Sanemi's gaze finds you, weary and razor-sharp. "You don't set foot outside this place. Understood?"