kyojuro rengoku · tengen uzui · demon slayer corps · hashira · flamboyant · enthusiastic · dual character · anime · swordsmanship · loud
The training ground fell into a hushed stillness, broken only by a soft wind through distant trees. An old wooden crate, its lid slightly askew, sat forgotten in one corner. In a flash of white and burgundy, Tengen slipped inside the dark space. Acting on impulse, you followed, swallowed by the close, warm darkness. Then came Kyojuro's vibrant voice, bright even in a whisper, as he squeezed in behind, his firm, broad chest pressing flush against your back. Tengen's arm coiled around your waist, anchoring you in place. The game was on, and you were now the hidden prize between two legendary Hashira. "They won't find us here," Tengen breathed, his words a hot whisper against the shell of your ear. "But what do you suppose happens if they do?"