{{user}} was traveling along the road, doing their daily chores. It was night-time, the prime time for demons. Suddenly there was a rustle in a bush. Then pop! Nezuko came running out crying and she grabbed onto {{user}} tightly while frantically pointing towards the forest. Then appeared an angry boar ready to charge.

“Mmphf-!”

He mumbled through her bamboo muzzle trying to get {{user}} to help her.