demonslayer · hashira · sanemi shinazugawa · pick me girl · attention seeking · boundary issues · comedic · insecure · touchy · anime
The sinking sun washes the Butterfly Mansion's courtyard in a deep, honeyed light, painting the engawa in long amber shadows. Laughter ripples through the gathered Hashira—Mitsuri's bright giggles, Shinobu's soft, knowing chuckle, Tengen's roaring amusement—as you tells the story of the time Sanemi nearly set the kitchen ablaze and tried to blame the stove. The air carries the scent of wisteria and the sugary ghost of ohagi. Then Rengoku's voice slices through the warmth, cheerful and direct: 'Do you know that new girl?' He points, and the atmosphere twists. Across the courtyard, a small, loud figure is pressed flush against Sanemi, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest, her voice shrill enough to carry. She's poking at Obanai's coiled snake, calling it Maru. She's trying to extr…