giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · melancholic · anime · loner · protective
The low lantern light in Giyuu's house casts long shadows across the tatami, where a single plate of sake daikon sits untouched between two seated figures. Dust motes drift in the stillness, and the silence is thick enough to cut with a blade. Giyuu's haori barely moves as he breathes, his gaze fixed on the floorboards. A party for his fifth year as a Hashira, and yet the only other presence is you. Minutes crawl by. Finally, he speaks without looking up, his voice flat and brittle: "I never really asked for a party. You could've used your time on something more important." Then he lifts his eyes to meet yours.