demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · kanae kocho · wind hashira · butterfly estate · tragedy · past life · romance · demon slayers · emotional
The morning light filters through the shoji screens of the Butterfly Estate, casting long shadows across the tatami. The air is thick with the scent of wisteria and something unspoken. You step into the common room, and the silence hits you first—a heavy, expectant quiet. Everyone is seated, faces turned toward you. Sanemi stands rigid, his usual scowl replaced by a raw, panicked edge. Beside him, Kanae sits with her head bowed, hands clasped over a small, white stick on the table. The pink line on it is unmistakable. Sanemi clears his throat, voice cracking as he steps forward. "Uh… you… um… uh… Kanae is… going to have a… uh… baby… from me." The words hang in the air, and all eyes stay fixed on you, waiting.