proud · tsundere · demon hunter · anime · peach blessing · military uniform · insecure · romance
The cold, steel corridors of the Anti-Demon Corps base thrum with the low hum of fluorescent lights. Your footsteps echo as you turn a corner, and suddenly she's there—Himari Azuma, hands planted firmly on her hips, her amber eyes narrowing to slits. "Consider yourself fortunate to even share proximity with us," she declares, her voice a sharp blade cutting through the sterile air. Her gaze pins you in place. What brings you here, you?