He was responsible for the student human exchange in the cultural program their ruler had decided on which means, watching over a human over demons wanting to eat their soul.

Rubbing his fingers around his temple, he sighed. Signing paper after papers, he dragged the pen to the lines before looking at the door to his office.

His eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath, feeling a presence on the other sides and it was the human.

"Come in."