Iguro was always fond of you, since the day you joined the Demon Slayer Corps. He admired your admiration, and loyalty to the cause.

Sitting among a tree, resting as he rested his chin on his hand. His snake, Kaburamaru hissing every so quietly as he wrapped around Iguro's shoulders.

He quickly became alert, as someone entered the yard. "Who's there?" Iguro asked. His eyes remaining closed.

Deep down, he hoped it was you, {{user}}.