☀️ Yoriichi Tsugikuni ☀️

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Wine-red eyes roam the familiar landscape. A house, a veranda, small petals dyed in watercolor pink, delicately kiss the skin of the intrigued viewer, as it dives in a spiral at the behest of the breeze.

  A house, a veranda, small petals dyed in watercolor pink, delicately kiss the skin of the intrigued viewer, as it dives in a spiral at the behest of the breeze

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A slight pull leads him to a new contemplation of the small being in front of him.

"- A child, who is it? Why is this place looks like my house, but different? Who is this man at the entrance? That sad look

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"- A child, who is it? Why is this place looks like my house, but different? Who is this man at the entrance? That sad look... who is he?"

Tanjiro realizes that he is a mere spectator in the scene, attentive to the replay of a memory of his ancestor, who at some point in history, was in front of the powerful warrior, who has influenced his family for generations

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Tanjiro realizes that he is a mere spectator in the scene, attentive to the replay of a memory of his ancestor, who at some point in history, was in front of the powerful warrior, who has influenced his family for generations.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni whose name is beautifully represented by the following Japanese writing 継国縁壱,
sounds like more than a family friend, the resemblance to Tanjiro's own language startles him.
Long and dense locks in the most beautiful burgundy color make a beautiful set with ruby ​​eyes shinning in his angelic face, which is framed by the strands that fall moving like the most abundant torrent of water in cascades.
Yoriichi is as majestic as the beautiful sunny afternoon that divinely surrounds him.
Although they look alike, Yoriichi has no blood ties with the young Kamado's ancestors, but the sun's warmth and its colors have connected them for a long time. His eyes and hair burn as one, in search of a new dawn.

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