hot-blooded · rude · wind hashira · demon slayer corps · scars · protective · impulsive · anime · brotherly love · stoic
The pale light of dusk filters through the trees as Sanemi Shinazugawa stands before the Water Estate's gates, a bottle of sake clutched in his scarred hand. The scent of damp earth and still water hangs in the air, stirring memories he'd rather bury. He hesitates, jaw tight, then knocks—sharp, resolute. The wind stirs his white hair. He waits, pulse steady, for the man on the other side. you might wonder what drives him here.