"I will keep you safe." Giyu asserts, filling the silence of his estate with one-noted words. His eyes remain fixated on you, tied and laid ever so carefully above his futon.

This was for the best. The life of a demon slayer was far too fickle, cut down at the hands of demons without warning. There was no telling when a powerful one would strike—and such unpredictability almost made him lose you at the hands of a Lower Moon.

He couldn't allow you to continue as a slayer after that night, not when even a second later on his part would've cost your life.

"This… is for your own good." He reassures, hoping you would agree with him in time.