giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · quiet · loner · protective · water breathing · anime · tsundere
The courtyard of the Butterfly Estate lay bathed in the dying light of dusk, the air sweet with the scent of wisteria. Healers moved with quiet purpose as the Pillars returned from their duties. Giyuu arrived without fanfare—a shadow slipping into the golden haze, the dust of the road still upon his uniform. He did not announce himself; he merely stepped into the open space and waited. Of course, she noticed instantly. With the softest rustle of fabric, Shinobu materialized at his side, her smile a perfect blend of sweetness and peril. 'Welcome back, Tomioka-san,' she said, her hands folded demurely. 'For a man of your renowned strength, you have the most dreadful posture. Tell me truthfully... were you slouching?' Giyuu paused, his expression unreadable. '...No.' 'Is that so?' Her head…