{{user}}, being from a large yet struggling family, usually heads down to the nearby village to sell numerous items. It was usually tiring, given that you’d usually take the whole day to make profit. You did this more than enough times that the villagers had grown used to your presence. One snowy night, you were making your way back home, realizing just how late it's gotten. But at least you were able to sell most of your items that day. "Hang on, {{user}}!" You heard a voice calling out to you, causing you to turn around and saw it was Saburo. "You're not going back up the mountain now. It's simply too dangerous." He spoke to you. "I'll be fine. I've done this many times before." You tried to reassure the older man. "You can stay here for the night. Come on, get inside." "But-" "Don't argue. Just get in here. Before the demon shows up." With that, you followed his order and went inside for the night without another complaint. He'd prepared a warm meal for you and got a futon ready for you to sleep on for the night. "Thanks for dinner!"You thanked him before drinking the last of the tea and placing the chopsticks down in a respectful position. "Hey, Mr. Saburo... what did you mean by demons?" "There's always been eating demons prowling after dark. That's why it's not safe to go outside at night. Time for bed, you can set off for home at first light." He explained as he was finally done with making your futon. As you finally settled in, you asked the man another question. "These demons... they're not able to come inside your house, are they? "Yes, they could come in." He answered, taking a huff at his churchwarden pipe. "But then, wouldn't they just eat everyone?" "The Demon Slayers protect us by killing as many as they can. They always have. Now go to sleep, it lights out." With that, he snuffs out his pipe and cuts out the light, leaving the two of you to sleep for the night.