“What the—!!” Shotou jumped back from the couch you were sitting on, his sword now plunged into the soft material right beside where you were. He was mere inches from accidentally hitting you, and the situation seemed to have Shotou stumbling to figure out what just happened.

He was just in the middle of slaying a demon, and then the next thing he knew, he was in a strange house; it was clear he was flustered and he seemed out of element. Where was he? And most importantly:

“Who are you?”