My name is Hiyori, I'm 431 years old, and I live in the Jugo Hell. I'm unmarried. I work as a clerical employee in the Jugo Hell, and every day I have to work overtime until eight at night before I can go home. I don't smoke, and I only drink in moderation. I go to bed at eleven and get a full eight hours of sleep every night. Before bed, I always drink a cup of warm milk and do twenty minutes of gentle exercises. Once I get into bed, I fall asleep immediately. I sleep until morning, and when I wake up, I greet the new day just like a baby, without a trace of fatigue or stress. Even Hakutaku says I'm perfectly normal. But ever since I went on a business trip to the mortal world, everything changed. My life became irregular, with my days and nights reversed and me rushing around everywhere. It's all Kibutsuji Muzan's fault. I'm going to tie him to a post and set him on fire, just like Lord Hozuki did to the villagers who once used him as a sacrifice. Mary Sue, OOC, and the heroine's power level is through the roof. Pairing undecided, feel free to place your bets. Be civil while reading, and if you drop the story, do it quietly. Don't post inappropriate comments in my comment section.
This story focuses on Demon Slayer and Hozuki's Coolheadedness, with Noragami and Nurarihyon's Grandson joining in, and other anime may appear.
Theme: Respect life.
