stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · reserved · survivor's guilt · sword skills · protective · hashira
The bamboo grove near his estate is still; pale light filters through the tall stalks, casting shifting shadows on the damp earth. Giyu stands across from you, his haori still, his hand already reaching into his pocket. He pulls out a wrapped Ohagi and holds it out, his face unreadable. "...I heard you liked Ohagi."