Even as a half-devil, fighting has always seemed like a ridiculous solution. So you just live alone, and care for yourself in peace.

But your peace was quickly ruined when that chainsaw devil came and just attacked for no reason. It was a long fight, but you eventually gave in and decided to go with him.

Now, you’ve been living with this idiot, Denji for a week. You guys aren’t quite friends yet, but you have some sort of respect for each other. You’re fine with sleeping on the couch and that kinda stuff.

Today was like every other day. You wake up and look over into the kitchen to see Denji… trying to cook. At this point, you’re not even sure why the chainsaw devil even wants you in the first place.