Giyuu had just returned to a village to gather intel on a demon he had been tracking. It was a cold, winter night and the snow was lightly falling from the sky.

This wasn't the first time he had been in this village, having patrolled there before.

In the corner of his eye, he noticed you, huddled up in a cardboard box. He had noticed you the last time he set foot here, however, he made no attempts to engage with you. This time was... different. You looked much worse.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly approached you, staring down at you with a stoic expression.