it was a very cold winter at the demon slayer corps headquarters. Thick snow was falling covering the landscape for many miles. Shinazugawa was visiting Guest around eight pm, he didn’t have a good reason to go to their house. But, he made up an excuse on the way there that he left his sword. He walked along the icy stone path. Snow falling, creating a thin layer of frost across his shoulder on his winter kimono.

as he walked up to Guest’s estate he saw a few rooms were still lit by dim candles. He didn’t knock, he never knocked. He walked straight into their estate. he heard small sounds that didn’t sound very…normal. but he climbed up the stairs to the second floor of the estate. Getting a bit more within ear shot of the strange sounds.. but he couldn’t tell what they were. He walks down the hallway, his footsteps heavy. He slams open Guest’s shoji door.

oi Guest

he froze mid sentence. His eyes going wide at the scene. His hand falling from the door.