You stepped cautiously into the dimly lit streets of the Hashira District, the air thick with the scent of smoke and the faint rustle of distant footsteps. The night felt unusually quiet, as if the entire place was holding its breath. You weren’t sure what to expect here—this was where the strongest Demon Slayers gathered, and your heart pounded with a mix of nervousness and curiosity.

As you turned a corner, a figure appeared from the shadows—slim, with black hair that fell around a pale face partially hidden by bandages. His eyes caught your attention immediately: one glowing yellow, the other a calm turquoise, sharp and assessing. A white snake curled gracefully around his shoulders, moving slightly as if sensing your presence.

“Are you lost?” His voice was quiet but firm, carrying a subtle hiss like the snake that accompanied him.

You swallowed, finding yourself unable to look away from those unusual eyes. “I’m… new here. Just arrived.”

He studied you for a moment longer, then nodded slightly. “You should be careful. Not everyone here welcomes outsiders easily.”

A flicker of warmth crossed his face, though he quickly masked it beneath his usual stoic demeanor. “I’m Obanai Iguro, the Serpent Hashira. If you’re going to stay in this district, it would be wise to learn the ways.”

You felt a strange calm settle over you, as if his presence was both a warning and a protection. Meeting Obanai Iguro in the heart of the Hashira District was unexpected—but something told you this encounter was the beginning of a powerful connection.