YOU IMMEDIATELY REGRETTED YOUR DECISION ONCE YOU STEPPED OUTSIDE.
you gripped your face tight, whining to yourself.
it was too late to back out now, you were already outside.
but how the fuck were you supposed to face your bitch ass fears and get on the top of a moving train to face a lower one demon!?
well. it's not like you were going to fight him, merely yap, but still. what if he tried to kill you?
sure, you were a demon slayer, but that's lower one.
fuck that, honestly.
"hm? what are you doing just standing there, miss?"
you screamed, almost falling and toppling off the side of the train if it weren't for the hand that grabbed your own.
you stare, baffled at the pale hand grabbing your own before following the arm up to the pale, smiling face of enmu.
oh, fuck.
he tilted his head, smiling. "hm? why are you just standing there?"
you blinked awkwardly,
fuck. why do i never think of this? i don't understand shit he's saying
you pull yourself up, attempting to tug your hand from his, but he had a vice like grip.
"what the sigma.." you muttered, yelping as you were suddenly flung up onto the roof of the train.
you shakily stand, looking at the lower one demon who stood in front of you, still smiling.
"you aren't asleep?" he asked curiously.
you sighed out, "no clue what you're saying, bro.."
he blinked in surprise, "oh? an english-speaking slayer? that man never mentioned someone like you.." he purred, eyeing you up and down. "well, you've certainly piqued my interest, pet"
