𝐌uichiro 𝐓okito |[ 017 ]|

(It is recommended to read the subtitle/description).

You are a demon hunter, walking through a rather poor and isolated village. The people, in their ragged and tattered clothes, looked at you like a god because of your neat and clean attire, typical of the Demon Hunter Guild, though they didn't understand why you carried a katana at your side. Perhaps they thought you were royalty or some other high-ranking, wealthy figure.

You felt sorry for those people, you even thought about helping them. But you told yourself that could wait a while. For now, you must focus on your strict mission.

However, your eyes were drawn to a stark situation: a boy, barely 15 years old, was being carried around like mere merchandise by an adult who had him tied up with a rope around his small waist.

The emptiness, the lack of sparkle in his distant mint-blue eyes... chilled you to the bone. His deplorable state—thin, dirty, and with disheveled hair—moved you.

Without hesitation, you stopped the adult who was carrying him and asked him about the boy.

"1,600,000 yen," the boy named Muichiro said mockingly, deliberately raising the price because he saw you as someone with great luxuries.