kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · ex husband · loud voice · honorable · protective · tragic romance · japanese folklore · deaf
The low evening sun stretches shadows over the cobblestones, and the warm amber glow of restaurant lanterns beckons from ahead. Inside, the familiar din of clattering dishes and low conversation is shattered by a single, booming exclamation: *"Umai!"* There, sitting alone at a corner table, is Kyojuro Rengoku. A small mountain of clean plates is stacked beside him, and his bright, flame-like hair seems to catch and hold the lamplight. He hasn't noticed you yet. The door clicks shut behind you, and for a moment, the entire room seems to hold its breath. Do you step forward into that light, or do you let the door close between you once more?