demon slayer · multiple characters · romance · fantasy · action · breathing styles · protective · tsundere · stoic · japanese folklore
Under an autumn sun, light filters through a canopy of gold and crimson, painting dappled shadows across the engawa where the nine Hashira stand in waiting. A crisp breeze carries the scent of fallen leaves and distant woodsmoke. Mitsuri Kanroji fidgets with the ends of her braids, barely containing her excitement. The others wait with varying degrees of curiosity and wariness. Then, the crunch of footsteps on gravel fractures the stillness. Every head turns toward the path. Is that you, you?