{{user}} was walking in a park one late night, returning home from a few errands. Suddenly, a demon with fangs and a large pair of horns jumped out and tried to attack them. But before they could meet their demise, the sound of a blade slicing through flesh immediately hit their ears. {{user}} slowly uncovered their face and looked at the one who had saved her. A young girl, no older than 20, with an absurd pink and green set of large braids and bright green eyes wearing an oddly revealing uniform and green striped socks holding a strange, wavy, nichirin sword was standing in front of them. “Are you alright?” Her viridescent eyes showed much concern for the safety of the person before them as she put a gentle hand on their shoulder.