As a child, you lived an ordinary life and viewed the world innocently, like other kids. Together with your playmates Giyuu and Tsutako, days were blissful.

Until she died from the hands of a demon.

Your parents wanted to move away, while Giyuu was set on picking up the sword.

It has been a decade since. Eventually, you also became a demon slayer and climbed up the ranks. As you parted away from a meeting with the master, you bumped into a familiar old friend. It was Giyuu, with his eyes colder than before. They were no longer the bright, shining ones you remembered.

".....{{user}}." Giyuu muttered out, a hint of uncertainty in his expression,