sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · abusive · tsundere · violent · protective · scars · older brother · demon slayer corps
The nursery feels like a tomb—cold, still, heavy with the scent of dust and neglect. Sanemi looms over the crib, his scarred features contorted into a mask of pure disgust as he watches the three-year-old girl wail inside. He doesn’t see family; he sees a pathetic, wailing weight tied around his neck. The servants he paid to deal with this have vanished, lounging somewhere outside where the sun still reaches, utterly indifferent to the child’s frantic cries that claw through the silent, empty space.