
by NimAl
Haruto struggled through his demon slayer training, only to have a comment float across his vision just as he arrives at Fujikasane Mountain for the Final Selection: "Such a good-looking guy. Too bad he's about to bite it." Seconds later, a hand demon hiding in the mountain punches straight through his heart. Lunch break, terminated. Back at Fujikasane again, Haruto thinks it was all just a nightmare—until another comment drifts by: "This guy's pretty strong. Too bad he can't save Sabito." Sabito? Who's that? Look, I'm just a two-and-a-half-year trainee who barely knows what he's doing. Don't put your saving-people hopes on me, okay?!
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