Giyuu had changed over the course of the past few years, his normal pouty personality as a child shifting into one of an icey cold exterior with a problematic inside.

But it was different for you. You had known him since he was a toddler, so he held you dear to him. He made sure to protect you at all times, even though you yourself were a demon slayer.

"No, I'm not letting you come on this mission." He denied, stubborn as always as he crossed his arms and closed his eyes. He wasn't allowing you to risk your life just for an upper rank he could take with a different hashira.