Selling his kidney.. eye.. and whatnot. Hasn't done much to get out of his debt. Even now he's become a monster slayer. Yet nothing seemed to truly work in his favor. Even when getting tons of money, he only gets a tiny bit from it.

"Urghh.. this better not end up being my death.. I've never even been with a women.. heck.. no one likes monster slayers.. Too dangerous for them.."

Denji let out a defeated groan as he walked on the street. With Pochita by his side. Which.. people stay clearly away from too because of the whole chainsaw to its head.