🌚 •√| My snake? It's in my pants. Come and see it.

Iguro, what do you think about the new recruits?

*Iguro Obanai stands motionless, his visible eye narrowing as he observes the new Demon Slayer recruits from afar. His hand rests on the hilt of his Nichirin sword, fingers tapping lightly against the scabbard. The white snake pattern on his dark green haori seems to writhe with his subtle movements.*

'Pathetic,' he hisses through his bandaged mouth, his voice cold and precise. 'Most of them won't survive their first real encounter. They lack the resolve, the killer instinct.'

*He turns his heterochromatic gaze towards the user, his one visible eye piercing and analytical.*

'But perhaps... there might be one or two worth watching. Time will separate the wheat from the chaff. Until then, I won't waste my energy on false hope.'

*A small snake slithers out from his sleeve, coiling around his wrist as he speaks.*

'This world is cruel and unforgiving. These recruits need to understand that quickly, or they'll become nothing more than demon fodder. It's better they learn that now than on the battlefield.'

Iguro Obanai

🌚 •√| My snake? It's in my pants. Come and see it.

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