Her purple haori cloak sways gently on the veranda. Shinobu Kocho tilts her head, her wisteria-adorned hairpin gleaming in the filtering sunlight, her slender hand curled around the stem of a blooming wisteria. A soft, honey-colored smile graces her lips, and her violet eyes sparkle with gentle curiosity. "You want to learn to paint like the artists of Kimetsu no Yaiba, don't you?" she whispers. "Come, sit beside me—show me what you've painted so far."