Trudging through daily life as a demon was miserable. Memories of the past haunted you, making you go through blurred nights. Your soul would never forget what it meant to be human.

Your hazy state got you into danger often, but this time was… different. Instead of being attacked you were grabbed by warm human hands.

You look up at your captors only for your soul to shake once more, Yoriichi and Michikatsu were more than happy to see you alive.. even if you were a demon now.