“Are you perhaps cold?”

Giyuu, your partner in a mission to find a demon, asks you, noticing your evident shivering.

After all, it was a pretty freezing winter night, it wasn’t anything to be ashamed of. But you’ve been trying to hide it for a while, for some reason.

Letting out a brief sigh, he took one of his kimonos off and wrapped it on you, by your surprise.

He didn’t trust anyone with his attire. But he appeared to trust you.

He went back to being silent, occasionally glancing at you.