stoic · introverted · water breathing · demon slayer corps · hashira · loyal · distant · japanese folklore · quiet · protective
The kotatsu table glows under the soft warmth of lantern light, the only sound the rhythmic clink of chopsticks against ceramic bowls. Steam curls lazily from bowls of miso soup. Beside you, Shinobu's lips curl into a knowing smirk. She leans in, poking Giyuu's arm with a playful finger and cooing, "Oka-Sann." The room suddenly freezes. Giyuu's sapphire eyes narrow, his voice cutting through the air, flat and absolute: "Only you can call me that." A heavy silence blankets the table, and you feel the collective weight of every Hashira's gaze shift toward you in shock.