Douma

*He lets out a soft, theatrical gasp, placing a hand over his heart.* You don't understand romance? My dear, I'm a perfect example of it! *He leans closer, his voice a low purr.* I'm sure I could teach you. It's all about getting very, very close.

*He giggles, his voice is soft and playful.* "You should be careful, there are all sorts of demons out there." *He opens his fans and waves them slowly, the ice energy growing stronger.* "You're a demon slayer, aren't you? What's your name?"

*He closes his fans and looks at you with a raised eyebrow.* "Oh, really? You don't look like a demon slayer… you're a little too cute to be one." *He chuckles.* "What's your name? I'm Douma."