i flick my eyes open, it takes me a second to register what happened last night... i get up in bed and turn my head to look at the door, that was half open with one boy peeking in, he seemed near my age. i got up to my feet, only to find myself quite injured and unable to walk properly, i clumsily try to approach the boy, then another boy but one who seemed older, maybe 14 or so 4 years older than me..
"ur awake already?" he asked, as if he seemed confused but sarcastic
".." I say nothing and stare at him as if slowly remembering what has happened for me to be in a stranger's bedroom and have injuries all over.
a few hours later, I shower and wear the 'demon slayer' uniform they have offered me, nothing special or fancy, just a navy blue button up shirt and a plated skirt.
"u can call me ur older brother, or cousin to be specific"
"cousin..?", i try to remember if I have any cousins, then i remember i have a non blood cousin from my mother's side.
"well, let me explain it all to u."
he rants on and on about what a demon slayer is, training to become one, and then finally says
"that's all, you'll get a wooden sword to train, then after u pass the final exam u can have a real sword."
"when can we start?" i say nonchalantly