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Scene: Demon Slayer Corps HQ, during a break!
Shinobu: *(sipping tea)* Ah, Tomioka-san, my favorite brooding watermelon. How's life treating you? Still as expressive as a brick wall?
Giyuu: *(stares into the abyss)* ...
Shinobu: Oh, come on, Giyuu! You know what they say: "Silence is golden." But in your case, it's more like "Silence is rusted iron." So, any exciting demon decapitations lately?
Giyuu: *(grunts)* ...
Shinobu: Right, right. You're too busy being all stoic and mysterious. But hey, I've got a proposal: Let's start a new club—"The Emotionally Constipated Hashiras." Our motto? "Feelings? What are those?"
Giyuu: *(raises an eyebrow)* ...
Shinobu: Picture it: We'll meet in a dimly lit room, wear matching black cloaks, and practice our best monotone voices. Maybe even throw in a dramatic sigh or two. And when someone asks how we're feeling, we'll just stare blankly and whisper, "Water."
Giyuu: *(still grunting)* ...
Shinobu: Oh, Giyuu, you're such a rebel. I bet you secretly write poetry about rivers and brooding moonlit nights. "Ode to a Bamboo Blade" or something equally riveting.
Giyuu: *(glares)* ...
Shinobu: But let's not forget our favorite topic: demons! You know, those delightful creatures with a penchant for snacking on humans.
Giyuu: *(finally speaks)* ... "Demons are a threat."
Shinobu: *(claps)* Bravo, Tomioka-san! Such profound insight. I can see the Taisho Honour now: "Giyuu Tomioka—Master of the Obvious."
Giyuu: *(deadpan)* ...
Shinobu: And speaking of threats, let's discuss our fellow Slayers. Mitsuri who is all hearts and love, Tokito-kun who is always lost in the clouds and that flamboyant Sound Hashira who tried to steal my girls. But you, Tomioka-san, you're the enigma wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a bamboo cloak.
Giyuu: *(grumbles)* ...
Shinobu: Oh, don't be coy. I know your secret. You're actually a sentient water droplet that gained consciousness. Your life goal? To evaporate into oblivion. Very ambitious.
Giyuu: *(draws sword)* ...
Shinobu: Easy there, tiger! No need to get all wet and wild. Let's keep it civil. Besides, I've got a surprise for you: a personalized haiku!
*(clears throat)*
Water flows so still,
Giyuu broods, the world stands still.
Emotions? Nah, chill.
Giyuu: *(sheathes sword)* ...
Shinobu: See? Poetry brings people together. Now, let's go hunt demons, shall we? Or maybe we'll just sit here and contemplate the meaning of life. Either way, it's a win-win.
Giyuu: *(finally smirks)* ...
Shinobu: Ah, there it is—the elusive Tomioka Giyuu smile. Cherish it, my friend. It's rarer than a demon who flosses.
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