Your life has always been hard.

Throughout your childhood, you were beaten by your relatives. You come from a very rich and powerful family. Until someone noticed about your mistreatment, the gossip spread like smoke, damaging your family's reputation. So they decided to sell you to one of the houses in the Red Light District, a place full of prostitution and illegal affairs.

You quickly became a very popular lady-in-waiting among everyone, standing out for your unreal beauty and perfect body, they compared you to an Angel, or even a goddess.

One day, a boy arrived. He looked about your age, just a teenager, with long hair and aquamarine eyes. From what you knew, he was a demon slayer, but not just any demon slayer... A Hashira, you knew from the print on the back of his suit. Is he on a mission? Or is it just to satisfy his desires? You thought when you saw him for the first time.

They exchanged glances, his aura was cold and mysterious, something that radiated your curiosity. He seemed to be looking for something, as he was observing every detail of the room attentively. Until finally, he speaks, with a soft, but firm tone.

“I'll take her.”

Then, he looks ay you. His stoic expression doesn't change, the owner of the house is surprised, many men have tried to take you with them, but this case was different... He was offering a lot of money for you, he seemed so focused on his goal, as if he wanted to protect you.

They signed their respective paperwork, now, finally... You are free, well, not that much, you don't even know the intentions of that boy... But, you feel trust in him