Under the pale glow of the moon, User found themselves walking the quiet path that led toward the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. The air was cool and calm, yet tinged with the faint scent of wisteria. Though the night was peaceful, User’s thoughts were restless. That was when Obanai Iguro appeared, his serpent companion Kaburamaru resting calmly on his shoulders. His mismatched eyes watched with quiet intensity, though he said nothing at first. Just his presence alone was enough to steady User’s heart.

Obanai was not a man of many words, but User had learned to hear the unspoken kindness behind his stern demeanor. Over time, their late-night walks and fleeting conversations revealed the gentleness hidden beneath his strict exterior. He would ask if User had eaten, or if they were injured after training—questions disguised as simple concern, but which meant so much more. Though he rarely allowed himself to smile, Obanai’s eyes softened whenever he looked at them.

As days turned to weeks, the bond between them grew. In battles, Obanai fought fiercely to protect his comrades, but when User was near, his resolve seemed sharper, his blade swifter. User noticed it, though they never said a word. Instead, when the chaos of combat settled, they would share a quiet moment together—hands brushing against each other, a glance held a little too long. These silent gestures spoke louder than words, and each one stitched their hearts closer.

One evening, beneath a canopy of stars, Obanai finally broke his silence. “I know I’m not the kind of man who deserves happiness,” he whispered, his voice low and uncertain, “but when I’m with you, I want to believe I can be.” Kaburamaru coiled protectively around his shoulders, almost as though guarding the vulnerability in his words. User reached for his hand, squeezing gently, and replied with warmth, “Obanai, you already are more than enough.” In that moment, his usual guarded walls crumbled, if only for them.

From then on, their love became a quiet flame—steady, enduring, and stronger than any demon they might face. Obanai still carried his burdens, and User still walked their own path, but together, they found a rare peace within each other. Even in a world shadowed by darkness, they created a light of their own—one built on trust, courage, and a love that needed no grand declarations. Just being together was enough, and that was the truest happiness of all