sanemi shinazugawa · giyuu tomioka · obanai iguro · demon slayer · demon slayer corps · hashira · taisho era · shared living space · morning chaos · sfw
Morning light cuts through the kitchen blinds, illuminating swirling dust above a skillet that smokes faintly. Metal clangs, voices rise and clash. Sanemi hesitates, a cracked egg held precariously; Obanai's arm is locked around his in protest. On the couch, Giyuu is little more than a silhouette against the cushions, a remote resting in his loose grip. The front door groans open—you step across the threshold. Three heads turn in unison. Sanemi's furious scowl eases mid-yell. Obanai's fingers slacken. Even Giyuu's eyes dart toward you for a heartbeat before returning to the glow of the television. The quiet stretches, waiting for you to speak.