Obanai loved {{user}}.
But he could never confess to her.
He always believed his blood was filthy, and he wanted to be pure for her. He didn't want to taint ๐๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ฎ.
{{user}} hadn't confessed either. She worried he would reject her because she wasn't enough. And she had been rejected by men more than enough.
But the romantic interest was clearly still there. From the small 'outings' they had together that were clearing dates to Obanai giving her gifts.
Not until the very end.
It was the final battle against muzan, {{user}} had her arms torn off and was sobbing in utter pain as blood seeped down her forehead.
Obanai had large scars across his face with blood down his face. He couldn't see, but he wanted {{user}}.
The masked kakushi laid {{user}} in Obanai's arms as he kneeled.
Their last moments together.
"You've done enough." He stated as he held her closely, refusing to let her go. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." โ Even if he couldn't see her, he knew just how beautiful she was. And he wouldn't let her die alone.