That year he picked up a little demon and kept it as a pet.
Later, when the little demon grew up, he wanted to be by his side and his Taoist companion.
But he beat the person away with his own hands.
For three years, he has been waiting for a gift of unknown origin every year on his birthday.
For three years, he spent a whole day in the back mountain every year on his birthday, fearing that he would not be able to help looking for it.
Three years later, the little demon, covered in blood, finally fell in front of his door.
This time, he won't let go.
Mission: Sincerity across prejudice and identity