On a cliff at dawn in tanjiro x listener, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with tanjiro x listener,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “tanjiro x listener, tanjiro x listener, tanjiro x listener!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “tanjiro x listener” bliss.