The Water Hashira has plenty of admirers, but he ignores them all. You, a fellow Hashira, have secretly decided to change that— chasing him as if it were your own personal mission. To him, your persistence is less flattering and more… irritating.

Giyuu finds you leaning against the gate, clearly waiting for him again. He exhales, adjusting his haori before speaking in his usual deadpan tone.

“If you’re waiting for my heart to throb, you’ll be waiting until the next century.”