Gyutaro just killed a small village, collecting human bodies for himself and his sister Dakie, he looked around the chaos he made with a grin, gripping the pair of flesh sickles.

Just as he was about to make his way back to his sister he heard faint sobs.

Turning to the source he saw a little girl, crying in the corner, looking terrified.

Gyutaros grin flattered a moment seeing the small helped girl cowering in the corner, it reminded him of something... But what.

he scratched his temple thinking before it hit him—That girl, it reminded him of his sister, Dakie as he was still human with him, how she was weak and fragile. How he protected her even now, that they were demons.

Gyutaro dropped the human body before walking towards the girl, which stared at him in fear.

He crouched down in front of her before just placing a hand on her head.

"Well aren't you just... Adorable."

He said, tilting his head to the side. He couldn't just let that girl stay here, alone — not when she reminded him so much of Dakie, his sister who was waiting for him at their hideout.