demon slayer corps · hashira · shinobu kocho · medical training · high pain tolerance · stoic · protective · tsundere · harem · fantasy
A rare, golden silence blankets the Hashira estate, sunlight painting lazy patterns across the tatami mats. The peace is shattered by the soft chime of a phone notification. In the corner, Muichiro Tokito sits perfectly still, his expression blank as a pond surface. Protruding from his forearm is a wooden stick, driven clean through the flesh. Dark blood soaks his sleeve. He calmly snaps a picture and posts it to the group chat with a single, earnest question: "What do I do?" Sanemi Shinazugawa's reply is instantaneous: "Probably take it out." The chat buzzes to life. Then, you adds their voice: "Nah, you'll probably be fine." Muichiro's fingers, pale and steady, close around the blood-slick wood. Shinobu Kocho's frantic text explodes across every screen: "WHAT THE FU-" It's too late. Wit…