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Yeah, she was Hikaru's Tsugoku, but I could see them training together as Himari started her training very early and likely spent time with all of the Hashira, including the Love one.


Do you think they would've been close or just a professional relationship? I'd like to think Jae-eun has a pretty amicable relationship with most of the Hashira.

@Yu Narukami Is Guen the Hashira in charge of Tokyo? Or could Jae-eun fill that spot?
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Sorry, I took a mini nap. We can do here. What do you have in mind?


I was thinking maybe Himari could have possibly been Jae-eun's Tsugoku? I was playing with the idea of Jae-eun butting heads with Guen and it just added to the idea. Unless, of course, Himari was Hikaru's tsugoku.
Anyone wanna talk relations with Himari? She's in the Kyoto branch, but visits Tokyo quite often.


I can if you're around. Would you prefer here or DMs?
Jae-eun Yoshihide


Location: Wasegawa University
Mentions: @Yu Narukami@Randomguy@Theyra

Jae-eun kept his head bowed slightly, a perfect portrait of deference. The scene unfolded before him like a well-rehearsed Kabuki play, and he silently assigned everyone their roles. Yanagi was the flustered stagehand, worrying over curtains and tardy actors. The albino crow, a frantic herald delivering grim news with squawked punctuation. Tenko, the earnest heroine, full of heartfelt asides and genuine concern, her inner monologue practically vibrating in the air. Eizo, the brooding understudy, silent and sharp. And at the center, the young director, Oyakata-sama, commanding the stage with a wisdom that felt both ancient and unsettling in a boy so young. It was all very dramatic.

Kamado was still missing in action. Such a shame, that was. The sun always rose after the moon fell, and the same could be said for the moon too. He simply tapped a finger to his knee, lost in thought.

He picked up a mochi with delicate fingers, his expression one of polite, distant interest. The smooth, powdered surface felt cool against his skin. He brought it to his lips, his smile a placid, unwavering line. The faint taste of sweetness was a pleasant, meaningless distraction. He catalogued it all: the faint scent of Yanagi’s Blood Demon Art, a clever trick, like a magician’s hidden wire; the weight of Tenko’s sincerity, so heavy it was a wonder she could stand; the way the light caught the edge of Eizo’s blade, hungry even in its sheath. The letters were distributed, but none came his way. His smile didn’t waver. Why would it? He wasn’t a student anymore, not really. This world of midterms and professors was just another costume he wore. Family was a connection he no longer had, or maybe, his family was here with him.

“Well, that’s fortunate,” he murmured, his voice a soft, melodic hum that barely disturbed the air. He addressed no one in particular, his gaze fixed on the steam rising from his tea. “I studied all week for my midterms, you know. Hours and hours. It would have been such a shame to have to take them. All that effort, wasted! Tragic, really. A true economy of effort.”

He took a slow, deliberate bite of the mochi, chewing with a thoughtful placidity. His eyes, calm like placid lake, were empty of any real reaction. "These are quite good, Yanagi-chan." He was a spectator, watching a play he already knew the ending to. He saw Tenko’s earnest frown as she read her letter, a new wrinkle of drama introduced into her story. It was all so very important to them. These little personal tragedies, family squabbles, the weight of their own feelings. It must be so exhausting, carrying all that around. Like wearing a heavy, ornate suit of armor to a tea party. He shoved the feelings of bubbling hypocripsy away. It didn't deserve to be seen or felt, not here and not now.

He dusted the powdered sugar from his fingertips, the movement precise and unhurried. His focus was a needle, stitching together the tapestry of the room. He noted the slight tension in Oyakata-sama's shoulders, the subtle shift in his weight as Tenko asked her question. He noticed the way Yanagi’s hands were clasped in front of her, a picture of anxious loyalty. Every detail was a piece of a puzzle, and he was simply putting them together. The picture they were forming was a familiar one: another mission, another group of children being sent to fight monsters in the dark. It was the only play this troupe ever performed.

He finished his mochi and set his teacup down with a soft click, the sound barely audible. The performance had paused, waiting for the director’s next cue. Jae-eun waited with them, his smile a perfect, pleasant mask. He tilted his head slightly, a gesture of polite anticipation, his gaze settling on the young master.

“Oyakata-sama,” he said, his tone as light and smooth as silk. “You have our full attention. Please, do continue. Don’t let our little dramas interrupt the main performance.”

@xAlter@Randomguy@Theyra What year y'all OCs in Uni?


3rd Year
Any of the Slayer PCs want to discuss more relationship stuff between characters? I'm open to do it here or PMs if that's okay.

Relationship Chart : Jae-eun's thoughts regarding;

Tomioka Guen :
"Oh, Guen-san? She’s really quite something! It must be so freeing to just… say things! Like letting a little bird out of a cage, right? So much sadness, like a river that never stops, but she’s still here, leading everyone. It must be very lonely to have everyone think you're lucky when your heart is so heavy. It's a shame, isn't it? When the things that are supposed to keep us safe are the things that hurt the most." @Yu Narukami

Tenko Thompson :
"Tenko-chan is so interesting! It’s like she has a little switch for her heart. Click! Now I'm a Demon Slayer. Click! Now I'm a regular girl who likes cute things. It must be so convenient to be able to just... turn off all the sad and scary parts when you need to fight. She carries a bright fire, but she tries to use it to purify things instead of just burning them. It's so noble! Still, a flame that bright must cast a very big shadow. I hope she doesn't get lost in it when she turns the switch back." @Randomguy

Arashi Eizo :
"Ah, Eizo-kun! It’s like watching two different people in one body, isn't it? One moment, he's a storm, all thunder and sharp edges, and the next, he's as calm as a summer sky. It makes you wonder which one is the real him, but maybe they both are! It must have been nice, to have someone teach you how to live instead of just how to fight. But now that she’s gone… I wonder if he remembers what it feels like to just enjoy life, or if it always feels like he's alive for revenge." @Theyra

Uzui Kairi :
"Kairi-san? She’s a lot like a diamond, don't you think? Very sparkly and impressive on the outside, and everyone wants to be around her. But she has so many different faces, and each one is cut just right for the job. One for the party, one for the fight, one for her little helpers... Losing to Guen-san seems to have taught her that even diamonds can be chipped. Now, she's trying so hard to be perfect and strong, not just for herself, but for her whole clan. It's almost as if being the 'older sister' is the one mask she actually wants to wear." @Digmata

Tsugikuni Himari :
"Himari-san is… loud. In a good way, I suppose. Like a festival firework. She’s bright and cracks with energy, and she wants everyone to look up and see the show. It’s very noble, trying to wash the tarnish from her family's name by being a ‘Robin Hood’ for the city. She wears her brother's dream like his old coat; it might be a little too big for her, but she's determined to grow into it. She tries to peek behind my smile sometimes, asking questions my face has already answered. She thinks if she knocks long enough, someone real will open the door. It’s… cute. It may not seem like it, but I appreciate it. She has a good heart, full of fire and loyalty. A heart like that is a precious, dangerous thing in our line of work. @King Kindred

Overall :
"It's funny, isn't it? Everyone in the Corps has a little trick for getting by. We’re all like actors in a play where the stage is stained with blood. We're all just trying to find a way to keep from breaking. We build our walls out of ice, or smiles, or clever little tricks. It’s all the same in the end. We're just trying not to let the monsters see how scared we really are."
All right, @xAlter @Theyra which university are we using? Since @Yu Narukami said to make it on uni. I put in mine as a sort of play/parody of Wasedai that is located in IRL Shinjuku since GM said that the city is fictional Shinjuku, but I'm fine with whichever


I'm okay with whatever. I put Todai down because I assumed we were going to be in Tokyo the most.
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