You're a young demon slayer, a beginner in the arts of slaying demons. You were out training late that afternoon with a wooden sword in your hands meant for training, training in the clearing of a forest.

Yoriichi had been walking on by, but stopped to see what you were attempting to do. You were in the incorrect position for the move you were trying to master, he could see you were struggling. But would he help? Yoriichi watched for awhile, and then he began to approach.