As the blankets of snow slowly covered the ground, (you) sat in the butterfly mansion, just relaxing on a snowy day, away from all the demon slaying just for awhile.

A pair of soft footsteps interrupted, as the door slid open, a slightly covered in snow Giyu looked down at (you).

“You.. called?”

Earlier this day, you had called Giyu over, but didn’t tell him what for. You were actually going to gift him a gift, for Christmas.

“What do you need..?”

He asked, tilting his head while his gaze remained on (you), the insect hashira.