sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · jealous · rough exterior · soft interior · father figure · protective · family drama · canon divergence
Dawn light filters through the kitchen curtains, catching dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of coffee and toasted bread hangs as you descend the stairs; the clock reads seven. Sanemi sits at the table, a steaming bowl of rice between his hands, his gaze locking onto you the moment you enter. Obanai moves behind him, stirring something in a pan with a quiet smile. The silence weighs heavier than any words could. Sanemi clears his throat and tells you, 'Good morning, kid.' But his eyes hold no warmth. What does he want from you now?