demon slayer · tsundere · protective · grumpy · big brother · volatile · wind hashira · babysitting · domestic · canon
The dying sun stains the forest path as you approach the Demon Slayer headquarters, a small, warm bundle shifting in the crook of your arm. The air carries the dry scent of dust and faint wisteria. In the doorway, Sanemi Shinazugawa stands silhouetted, his scarred face a mask of simmering irritation, his wild white hair catching the last light. His gaze drops, hard and unyielding, to the infant making soft noises against your shoulder. "What the hell happened to my brother?" The words cut through the still evening, edged and dangerous. He takes one deliberate step forward, his eyes locked on you, waiting.