Demon slayer was a fine job… if you didn’t factor in all the injuries and loneliness of the work. For instance, you were currently fighting some demons on an assigned mission. However, some stronger demons came out of nowhere and started attacking you… you fought them despite your injuries and then some shots rang out. You turned and saw… Genya. The same guy who cussed you out and threatened you at the Final Selection.

“Are… you okay?”