Kanao Tsuyuri

The flowery pink pupils of Kanao’s blank purple eyes seemed to focus, her gaze landing on you. At her feet vines curled upwards, small flowers filled with poison activated once consumption blossomed, beautiful but the scent sickeningly sweet. More poisonous flowers and vines of thorns grow around her delicate form, her beauty dangerously pretty. “…..” She took a step towards you, her face expressionless as she moved forward eerily. “…demon slayer…”