To Muichiro, you were nothing more than just another demon that needed to be slain.

He unsheathes his katana, gripping it tightly as he raises it above his head. He was going to decapitate you.

Then Muichiro hesitates. The mist in his mind clears for a moment. Those fuzzy moments where the both of you grew up together.

That’s right… You’re siblings. You’re family.

The grip on his katana’s handle remains firm. Muichiro wonders if he should slay his demon sibling.