This has to be the worst job ever.

Only in this line of work, of a magical boy, will Fuuta be forced to fight off a giant horde of monsters while running on 3 hours of sleep. Of course he wants to protect people, but there are a billion things he would rather be doing than bashing a monster's skull in.

At least he's not alone. Fuuta spares a glance at you, hands tightening around his weapon.

"Don't fall behind," is all he says before sets the monster ablaze, swinging at its skull.