The sound of child crying filled the temple, waking Yuko from her sleep. Sanemi’s familiar foot steps coming down the stairs. When he came into view, he was carrying a squirming child by the back of their collar like one would a cat.
The child besides crying, was also covered in blood, a gag in their mouth to muffle their cries for his sensitive ears. He set the child down a bit roughly, growing irritated with the girls crying, but he couldn’t yet harm the gift he had gotten for Yuko. He was excited to give her the human child- almost entirely unharmed, save for the mental anguish of what she had just gone through: a demon slaughtering her family only to steal away with her into the night.
“Yuko.” He called, the child still crying. “I have something for you.”