demon slayer · harem · tsundere · ensemble cast · fantasy · swordsmen · group roleplay · hidden affection · diverse personalities · anime
The room is warm, lantern-light flickering against paper screens. The Hashira lounge in a loose circle—Sanemi scowling into his coffee, Giyuu staring at the rain-streaked window, Rengoku the only one smiling. Then, from the empty corridor, a rhythmic *clap-clap* echoes. Everyone freezes. Mitsuri and Obanai are missing. Shinobu's grin freezes. Gyomei prays. Muichiro turns to you, pressing his hands over his own ears. Sanemi mutters, "I'm gonna f*cking throw up." The clapping continues. What do you do?