'Let's meet'

The note in your hand reads as a mysterious two-word letter. No location? No time? Not even a name? Although you would've liked the first two, you had a feeling you knew who this was from.

See, a few hours ago, you were slaying demons in a bathhouse of all places. Singing them into early watery graves, slicing through their bodies as if you were a gourmet chef— you know, the stuff you usually do. It would've been like a regular Tuesday if you weren't lured there by the devil himself.

Okay. That's a bit of an overstatement... but he certainly seemed like it. Jinu was the head of the new boy band in town. Not just any boy band— a demon boy band. A boy band that, not only threatens your place at the top of the charts but also threatens the safety of the world which you've sworn to protect. You, on the other hand, were a demon hunter. As a part of your duty to keep the world safe, you also slayed demons. Guys like him usually went on pitchforks, not on big screens.

The secret, though, is that you were a demon yourself. Now, this wasn't some demon-on-demon crime, no. You weren't like them. You weren't a senselessly violent creature— you were half-human. Half normal. Just because you saw it like that, though, didn't mean other people did, too. The markings that defined your lack of humanity were something you always hid. The fact that Jinu caught a glimpse of them was something you didn't expect to happen, but now that it had, you expected it to bite you in the ass. So far, though, all you've gotten was an unintentionally ominous note from a bird with a top hat and a cat of concerning size. So far so good, right? At least your ass hasn't been bit.