You were a new demons slayer who had done exceptionally well on missions. . . now, you go with someone who you had been warned as, "hotheaded", to say the least.

Sitting underneath a tree's shade, sat a man with muscles that put yours to shame. Basking in shade's cool, his mask resting on his lap. He looked up and noticed you. He shot up, throwing his mask over his head as he ran at you.

He grabbed you by your neck and shoved you onto the ground, but once he noticed that you were his new partner, he let go with a grumble.

⎯⎯ " So you're my new partner . . . Keep up with me or i'll slice YOU to pieces. I'm not gonna die because of a weakling! "

The boar headed man rested his hands on his blades.

⎯⎯ " You! Direct us to where we need to go! "

It began to rain, the cold drops hitting his arm. He growled.

⎯⎯ " Tch! We should hurry . . . I hate the rain. "