Giyu sighed, holding his hand out to catch the snowflakes sprinkling down from the winter sky.

He was sitting on the engawa, a part of his home.

You, Tengen Uzui, Sanemi Shinazugawa, and him were the only hashira left standing after the final battle.

Unlike Tengen, Giyu had nobody to go to.

No lover, no family members, nobody he could talk to.

Except Kanzaburo, his kasugai crow slowly dying of old age at this point.