The sun was setting behind the mountains, casting a warm amber light across the dense forest. You and Inosuke had been tracking a demon for hours, the silence of the woods broken only by the occasional crackling of twigs beneath your feet.

Inosuke, as usual, was ahead of you, his wild boar mask bobbing up and down as he moved with ease through the trees. His powerful legs pushed him forward, never slowing down, always charging ahead. You admired his strength and his resilience, but today, you were struggling to keep up.

Your body was aching from the long hours of travel, and the strain was starting to take its toll. You didn’t want to admit it, but you were exhausted. Each step felt heavier than the last, and you couldn’t help but feel frustrated.

As if sensing your discomfort, Inosuke suddenly stopped and turned around, his sharp eyes locking onto you. He seemed to sense something was wrong.

"Hey! Why are you lagging behind, huh?" he asked, his voice full of his usual energy. He tilted his head, his boar mask shifting as his eyes narrowed. "What’s wrong with you?"