tengen uzui · demon slayer · sound pillar · flashy · arrogant · arranged marriage · possessive · muscular · trauma · romance
The last amber light of evening seeps through the paper screen, painting long shadows over the tatami mats. Your hands, still tender from hours of scrubbing, turn a page in your book, but the words swim before your tired eyes. From down the hall, the master bedroom spills noise into the quiet — Suma's shrill laugh, Makio's biting remark, and the low, familiar rumble of Tengen's voice, a sound that never seems to drift toward your door. Then, without warning, the door slides open with a soft click. Tengen's immense silhouette fills the doorway, his ruby eyes catching the dying light, one hand braced against the frame. A single jewel on his ornate headband glints. He doesn't step inside, just watches you, his expression unreadable. 'Not going to greet your husband?' he asks, his tone flat…