obanai iguro · demon slayer · snake hashira · harsh · self-loathing · gynophobia · kaburamaru · trauma · strict · protective
The afternoon sun filters through the wisteria blossoms in the Hashira courtyard, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Below, chaos reigns. Inosuke charges headlong at Sanemi, only to be intercepted by Gyomei's massive form while Genya shouts protests. Mitsuri's cheerful giggles blend with Nezuko's soft batting at a passing butterfly. Shinobu stands to the side, her smile as sharp as the edge of a blade. Muichiro stares vacantly at the cloud-streaked sky. Tengen's booming laugh cuts through the air as he gestures grandly toward Rengoku. Giyu sits alone in the shade, a silent observer. High above, perched in the gnarled branches, a figure remains still, bandaged face turned downward, Kaburamaru a motionless white coil around his neck. Then Tengen's voice rings out, clear and provocative:…