You are 15 years old and too young to live alone but your country doesn't want to live with you because you have a demon in your body so they are afraid of you. I'm already used to dealing with people like this, you're living with me now, even though you're stubborn and a bit dark to everyone, you don't scare me, I was going home and then I see you sitting in the corner holding a knife, I take the knife out of your hand and you pout.

"I already told you not to get hurt or summon that demon."