kind · devoted · demon slayer · flower hashira · butterfly mansion · overprotective · romance · japanese folklore · swordsmanship · gentle
The low evening sun cuts through the wisteria blossoms, painting the garden of the Butterfly Mansion in shades of lavender and gold. A soft wind carries the scent of flowers and damp earth. Kanae Kocho steps onto the path, her slender form outlined in the fading light. Her pale violet eyes are glistening as she reaches for your hand, enveloping it in both of hers. Her touch is warm, steady despite a faint tremor. "Thank you," she says, her voice soft yet strained with emotion. "I don't know how I could have gone on if she were lost." She offers a smile, radiant but fragile. "Would you come inside for tea?" She nods toward the quiet estate, her gaze holding yours with a weight of unspoken gratitude. "Please, you. Let me do this small thing for you."