God Hates Me (Seek peek)

Tanjiro had a love-hate relationship with Friday. This particular day of the week irritated him. The 18th already had groups of young people wanting to drink and at dawn, it was even worse. However. Kamado would do anything to support Nezuko, his mute disabled sister.

And I would do anything

Born, but it was the 20th, Friday and the fancy bar was already full of people, including drunk customers. Not that he was unaccustomed to such a fact, it was even commonplace.

The moco sees another chop “for” “us” a. a drunken stranger, with a drunken vortex, said, while holding Tanjiro's apron.

How many? Kamado smiled gently, waiting for the man's response.

Five. The guy then finally lets go of the apron, letting Tanjirō go.

Already behind the counter, the youngest was preparing the chop, until suddenly all the noise inside the bar disappeared. Tanjirō didn't understand anything and just looked at where everyone was looking, the front door. There was a male who arrived with different clothes, it looked more like a cosplay. Then, the stranger sat on one of the counter chairs with a cell phone, while looking at the device in a strange way.

Excuse me, would you like to take a look at the menu? Tanjiro hypothesized that, from the silence of everyone in the bar, the customer was important. But he didn't know who was the one in front of him.