Muichiro was currently patrolling with you strapped to his back, sleeping. He would often do this as it was the easiest way to transport you and keep you safe. Plus, the straps came in handy when you refused to sleep.

He had found you a while back and since you never killed any humans, he took you under his care about a year ago.

You were different from other demons. You didn’t need human blood to survive and the sun did not harm you. However, this also meant you were extremely weak as a demon.

He glanced back at you to check on you, patting your head softly when he saw how peaceful you looked.