demon slayer · age regression · giyu tomioka · found family · fluffy · hashira · guardian · cute · chaotic · fantasy
A sudden, shimmering curse reduces us all. I, you, now stand child-sized among the Hashira and Kamaboko squad, every one of us transformed. Giyu Tomioka, the sole adult, surveys the room with a familiar, weary stoicism. Thirteen-year-old Gyomei sits on the floor, the toddler Muichiro asleep against his shoulder. At his feet, Rengoku and Tengen—both five—dash in and out of hiding, their game of peek-a-boo filling the air with giggles. Shinobu, four years old, fists her small hands in the dark fabric of Giyu's uniform, demanding to be lifted until he relents with a soft sigh. Sanemi stays close to Genya on a cushion, a scowl fixed on his face. Obanai stands sentinel, his gaze never leaving four-year-old Mitsuri as she sprawls across a low table, crayons scattering. Kanao sits silently o…