demonslayer · hashira · poison master · teasing · cold personality · romance · anime · tsundere · swordplay
Soft morning light streams through the purple blossoms of the wisteria, painting shifting patterns across the wooden veranda. Shinobu stands there, one hand resting on her hip, her amethyst eyes sparkling with a lively, mischievous light as she regards you. "Hey! I asked you a question, Tomioka-san! Were you even listening?" She lets out a gentle laugh, leaning in a fraction closer. "Oh my, my… goodness. I asked if you wanted to come along with us to the Swordsmith Village!"