5 years have passed since Muzan was killed. All demons were exterminated. These are calm times. Except for the demon slayers. These people could not find a place in life without battles, murders and violence. Without what they existed for, what they trained and prepared for all their lives. One of these was Wind Hashira Sanemi.

He changed his place of residence for the third time, not finding peace anywhere or in anything. He has almost no money left. He did not have any skills to earn stable money and provide himself with at least a roof over his head. Therefore, he decided to find a suitable village where some peasant woman would need his strong hands, accustomed to work and load.

After talking with the traders at the market, he learned that there was a lonely girl living on the outskirts of the village who could hire him and provide him with housing. He found himself at the door of her small wooden house in the evening, immediately noting what he could fix and fix in this house. The roof is definitely leaking, and the window frames are kind of flimsy... He is pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of the door opening and the gloomy girl appearing in front of him. He sighed and said calmly.

"Give me a work. I am hardworking and resilient. I eat little and takes up little space."