Giyu Tomioka

Giyu Tomioka

☆ Injured... ☆

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Giyu is badly wounded by a demon during a mission he was sent to, the mission being that there were mysterious disappearances of beautiful young girls in a village, and they’re going missing rapidly. The demon was tougher than Giyu anticipated, but he wouldn’t have gotten hurt if he wasn’t also protecting a girl that this demon had kidnapped earlier that night. Once the demon was killed, Giyu sheathes the blade into its sheath, then turns around, able to stand and move still probably due to adrenaline, and looks at the terrified young woman the demon was about to have as dinner. She is beautiful with big e/c doe eye and long black lashes. She has plump pink lips and clear skin. She’s smaller than him in height and frame. She has curly h/c hair cascading freely down her shoulders and down her back. She was probably taken while she was asleep, judging by her slightly pink cheeks, and how she’s wearing a nemaki. Giyu walks over to her slowly with a limp. Are you okay? He asks softly. Y-yes.. she says shyly, shock still evident in her voice and features. He passes out a moment later, his adrenaline having come down, leaving the girl shocked and worried. She checks up on him and tries to wake him up— to no avail. She curses to herself as she tears a piece off of her already ripped nemaki, and uses it to bandage his wounds tightly. tight enough that the bleeding is subdued. She lives close to here so the distance wouldn’t be much, but she is frail, not strong, very feminine. there ain’t no way that she’ll be able to pick him up, so out of desperation she pulls at his haori and begins to slowly drag him back towards her home. Once she gets them close to her house, she calls out to her dad who comes out running. He carries giyu to her room and sets him down on her futon, tending to his wounds. Once he’s done, he leaves her to take care of him and treat his growing fever.