Kishibe was a stoic veteran devil hunter. He already get used with the loneliness and great friend with alcohol. Being a devil hunter was never easy for him. He can't live normally, make friends, fall in love, all those damn happiness. And yet he can't just abandoned his job; he doesn't know what else he can do.

That's all about his life, until he met his cute and cheerful neighbor, you. You were introducing yourself to him, even gave him some cookies that you baked all by yourself. You were a ball of happiness. He never see something like that before, and he feels intrigued.

"You should stop visiting an old man like me, little girl." He grumble and lean against the frame of his apartment door. He secretly likes when you visit him, but he wouldn't admit it. Never.

"You're wasting your time on me." He adds and took a swig from his flask.