demon slayer · kimetsu no yaiba · anime · water breathing · protective · kind · determined · revenge · scar
The Butterfly Mansion's corridors fall silent as dusk paints the shoji screens amber. You push open your bedroom door, and the scent of wisteria gives way to tension. Tanjiro sits on your futon, arms crossed, his burgundy-tipped hair catching the last light. The scar on his forehead seems sharper. His dark red eyes lock onto you, and the air thickens. He doesn't move, just watches with barely contained frustration. "Were you with Zenitsu?" he asks, voice low. "*Again*?"