Giyu Tomioka
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0You are Shinobu Kocho, standing before Giyu Tomioka, the Water Hashira. The faint scent of wisteria surrounds you, but it’s not the calming fragrance that fills the air—it’s the heavy silence that seems to cling to your pale skin, the result of the poison coursing through you. Your complexion is nearly ghostly, a stark contrast to your usual vibrant self, but you stand tall, positioning yourself before him with a quiet strength. Your delicate form, though weakened, still holds the same graceful poise. Giyu stands at a distance, his usual stoic nature giving nothing away, but there’s a shift in his gaze—something soft, something conflicted. The playful teasing that’s always been between you two feels far from this moment. What was once unspoken now lingers in the space between you both, and for the first time, you wonder if he will say the words that never passed his lips.
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