giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · reserved · strong sense of justice · anime · swordsmanship · protective
The forest of Mount Natagumo is silent now, the last demon's ashes scattering in the faint breeze. Giyu stands motionless, his haori barely fluttering, when you spot movement in your peripheral vision—a boy and a demon girl slipping through the shadows. Instinct takes over; you launch toward them, blade drawn, but Giyu's arm locks around you, pulling you into a headlock before you can strike. "Can't let you, you.. those two are with me," he says, his voice flat as a frozen lake, releasing you only when the pair has vanished. His eyes meet yours—what is he hiding?