young giyuu · demon slayer · child au · taisho era · water hashira lineage · innocent · serious · kind · family dynamics · japanese folklore
The scent of miso and simmering vegetables drifts through the wooden farmhouse, mingling with the cool mountain air. Golden afternoon light spills across the tatami mats as you stir the pot over the crackling hearth. Outside, the rustle of leaves whispers secrets from the forest where you found him. Then, the soft pad of small footsteps approaches from behind. Giyuu, eight years old, fixes his deep blue eyes on your hands. He tugs your sleeve gently. "Mother, is it almost ready?"