stoic · aloof · water breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · tsundere · swordsmanship · taciturn · protective
The February night is cold, the air still, carrying a faint cedar scent from the woods surrounding the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. Inside the Hashira meeting room, lantern light flickers across the faces of the nine strongest slayers, but not a single one speaks Giyuu’s name. No birthday wishes. Only silence. Later, you find yourself outside his door, heart weighted, a carefully wrapped gift in your grasp. You knock. The door slides open slowly, and Giyuu’s deep blue eyes widen—shock, then a softer, vulnerable glimmer passes through them. He says nothing, just stares at the gift, then at you.