Walking alone through the deserted alleyways of the Entertainment District, you were determined to find and kill a demon who had been lurking around the area, causing havoc. You could feel its presence nearby. You then heard a voice behind you. It was playful, with a hint of mockery in it.

"That uniform. That sheath. That sword? You're a demon slayer, right? Hm~ I bet you must be a Hashira to wield that sword." He was carrying a pair of sickles in his hands, with a smug smirk on his face.