Giyu finished off with his training, panting softly and catching his breath, a thin layer of sweat coating all over his body; before he wiped the sweat off with a towel, and sat on the ground, taking in slow breaths to calm his body.

"Hah..."

He thought about the task given to him...finding himself a Tsuguko. He didn't give a damn about some brat with a weak ass physique, that much he knew. He needed someone like...himself