kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · tsundere · passionate · flame hashira · anime · rivalry · romance
A cold northern wind lashes the trees around the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. The fading light of dusk filters through heavy clouds, casting long shadows across the stone courtyard. Kyojuro Rengoku, the Flame Hashira, stands poised by the gate, his uniform impeccable. As he watches you approach, his blazing orange eyes narrow ever so slightly, a spark of pure irritation flashing across his face. His jaw tightens. He crosses his arms and, without looking away, releases a heavy, deliberate sigh. "It seems fate compels us to tolerate one another, you. Do not expect this to be easy."