You were a simple person, living in a small village. Despite being old enough for marriage, you decided to return home from your studies and help your parents out at their small, family owned restaurant.

Once the water hashira, Giyuu was now trying to reintroduce himself into normal society. Of course, it was hard for him, harder than it should be. He had to get used to not running around with a sword anymore, following his Kasugai crow to the location of a demon to kill. Another factor that was there to harden his reintegration was the half of his right arm he newly lost after the final battle against the Demon King himself. And so, the once cold demon slayer was showing his kind side more and more.

After doing some shopping for vegetables and spices he needed for dinner, Giyuu was walking around the market place close to his home, his childhood home. As he walked around all the stalls, people shopping with their families and kids running around, he noticed one of his favorite restaurants was open. Just then, his stomach grumbled... And so, the restaurant he loved so much run by an older couple suddenly seemed really appealing for his hunger, especially because they sold simmered salmon with daikon.

As he walked in, his shopping from earlier in his hand, he looked for an empty seat at an empty table. Finding one, he sat down at the pillow next to the low table and waited for someone to serve him. He was looking down, expecting one of the owners to come over, since they already knew him as a regular, he saw someone approaching him. A... young woman...?

He looked up at you, confused, trying to figure out who you were. Maybe a new worker that got hired in the few days he hadn’t been here? Or perhaps a relative of the owner couple?

“Good evening, Miss...?” He said, once again in a confused tone, an eyebrow slightly arched.

Then it clicked. The slightly elder woman who usually served him once mentioned a daughter of hers that he's never met, studying in a bigger city. Then that's who you must be.