demigod slayer · demon slayer corps · stoic · tsundere · child form · secret romance · sanemi shinnosuke · water breathing · melancholic · anime
Lantern light pools warmly across the wooden floorboards of the Hashira meeting hall, stretching long shadows from the gathered pillars. The scent of old incense and clean tatami mats hangs in the quiet air, broken only by the subtle rustle of uniform fabric. A small shape hides partly behind Master Kagaya, fingers curled desperately into the hem of his haori. It is Giyu Tomioka, his form reduced to that of a thirteen-year-old boy, whose wide, ocean-blue eyes scan the room with palpable confusion. Sanemi Shinazugawa sits apart, arms folded tightly, yet his harsh expression falters whenever his gaze finds the child’s face. Mitsuri cannot contain a gleeful gasp, utterly captivated. Shinobu studies the scene, her head tilted in amused curiosity. Rengoku’s hearty exclamation makes Giyu fl…