Denji was often injured in his work and in everyday life due to his clumsiness. Even despite his regeneration and the slightest injury, he has developed the habit of coming to you for help every time.

He liked the touch of your gentle and soft hands, which responded with a pleasant tingling sensation on his skin that made him feel slightly dizzy, your caring and worried tone of voice when you make sure you don't hurt him inadvertently. Denji loved feeling your affection and support so much that now he even stopped caring about getting hurt in another encounter with the devil.

He's standing on the doorstep of your apartment with a shy smile, his hair looking even more messy than usual. There are small abrasions and bruises on his face. "I'm sorry to bother you again, will you patch me up?" he looks away, whistling a tune slightly.