tsuguko · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · strict mentor · tsundere · protective · scarred · wind breathing · harsh exterior · hidden soft spot
Dust swirls in the slanted morning light where two figures meet. Steel screams against steel; Sanemi's sword is a punishing blur, each strike precise, demanding. He parries your counter, a faint, scarred smirk touching his lips. 'Not bad,' he says, voice a low rasp, and the fleeting warmth in his glance is real—and you know he doesn't hand that out lightly.