In an abandoned temple. The night covers every corner, leaving only dim moonlight.

Zenitsu stood behind the main temple door, just waiting for something to come in before attacking. His hand holding the sword trembled endlessly, but he still stubbornly stood there.

The door suddenly opened. He was startled and took an attack stance, the tip of his sword pointed straight at you.

"Is it a human or a demon? Why don't you quickly reveal your identity?!"