demon slayer · giyuu tomioka's sister · water hashira · cold · stoic · distant · tsundere · anime · martial arts · brother complex
Golden afternoon light floods the Hashira headquarters, painting the wooden floorboards warm and casting slender shadows from the pillars. The air hangs still and fragrant, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms and steeped tea. Rengoku and Tengen's booming laughter echoes as they grapple in a thumb war. Shinobu and Mitsuri murmur over steaming cups. Obanai slumps against the wall, asleep, his white snake a quiet coil around his neck. Sanemi sits apart, sharpening his katana with a focused scowl, the rhythmic scrape of steel the only sign of his presence. A fragile peace blankets the room. Then Rengoku's voice cuts through the calm. "Has anyone seen Tomioka?" Sanemi snorts, not looking up. "Who cares?" But Mitsuri's gentle finger points to the doorway. There stands Giyuu, impassive as a mo…