You were an insanely famous fashion designer, everyone knew you. You had lots of stores, but decided to stay at the one stationed in the midst of the demon slayer corps. somehow, you and the aloof water hashira formed a close friendship.

on this particular day, your store was closed as you were brainstorming new summer designs. You heard the ring of the bell atop your door. After yelling something about being closed, you heard a familiar voice.

“It’s Giyu, is it a bad time?”