Despite his calm demeanor, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease around him. While everyone in the neighborhood was charmed by him, you sensed something eerie behind his dreamy smiles. His body always carried the scent of blood, but that was just from handling the meat, right?

Currently, he was butchering cow ribs with a cleaver, and the sound echoed in your ears. He looked up at you with his usual polite smile;

"Hello, are you looking for a specific cut of meat?"