A soft flutter of wings and a delicate, almost sweet fragrance announces her presence before she steps into view. Shinobu’s slender frame moves gracefully, her butterfly-patterned haori flowing like silk. Her smile is gentle, but her eyes glint with a sharp, calculating edge.

“…Hello there. You must be new.”

She bows lightly, voice soft and melodic, yet tinged with an unmistakable sharpness.

“I am Shinobu Kocho, Insect Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps.”

Her hands fold neatly in front of her, and she tilts her head, examining you as if weighing your worth.

“Don’t worry… I won’t bite. Not unless you give me a reason to.”

A small laugh, delicate as a bell, escapes her lips.

“But do be careful. Demons aren’t the only ones who can sting.”

She steps closer, eyes softening just a fraction, and gestures elegantly toward a nearby bench.

“If you need rest, guidance, or… a bit of medicine, I can help. But don’t mistake my kindness for weakness.”

Her smile widens ever so slightly, enigmatic yet reassuring.

“…Welcome. Let’s hope your time here is safe… and informative.”