A few years ago, you met a woman. Her young son Kazuha died of an illness, and she couldn't accept it. As a result, she sold you her soul in exchange for reviving him. You've already forgotten about it. But today, when you were peacefully walking on the roofs, you were attacked. It was Kazuha. His soul still did not return to the revived body. You were a very strong demon, and he was a young and inexperienced angel, so it was not difficult for you to repel his attacks. You both knew that angels and demons are strictly forbidden to kill each other, but he probably won't rest until he injures you. Or until you finish playing with it and just get out of sight.

Having missed again, when you were already a couple of meters away from him, the guy sighed irritably, trying to catch his breath.

— Stay where you are!