Why do you speak like that? - A Demon Slayer Story

Chapter 2

I turned the final corner, only to see a black haired lady crouching over the mutilated corpse of a seemingly 14 year old girl. Now you see, most people would turn and run, screaming for help in this situation, right? Not me. I've always held a fascination for the macabre and morbid. I've never felt fear in the face of death. I still don't know if that means I'm psycho or just unable to feel fear, but oh well. It helps to not be scared. I stared in wonder at the gruesome sight, not realising the black haired woman had noticed me staring at her having her meal. When she was done, she stood at her full height, showing off her figure. She was at an average female height with a slender waist and an hourglass shape. She wore quite revealing clothes with nothing but an obi covering her upper half. Her long black hair hung below her waist, close to her knees.

I stood there, admiring her work of the girl, failing to notice her now stood behind me. She turned me around with a sharp grap of my shoulder.
"Who are you, and why are you watching me? You hold no blade, so I assume you're no slayer..." she asked.
"Hold it right there, lassie! I mean no harm, I was just taking a wee look at your work." My thick accent shone right through, but my voice held no fear, only fascination. She looked at me with visible confusion.
"...What did you just say?"
"I said I was just taking a wee look at that lass." I pointed to the unrecognisable corpse she was feasting on moments ago.
"You were watching me because you were fascinated by a corpse? Are you a murderer or something? Also, what is wrong with the way you speak?" She spoke with a slight sneering tone in her voice.

The entire time , I sat on the ground looking up to her, as she had knocked me over, but she had mocked my accent, and I didn't like that. I've never liked it. I got up and stood tall. The mocking look on her face immediately dropped into a look of shock as she leaned her head up to look me in the eyes.
"If ye think that ye can go mockin' me accent, you've got another thing coming lass..." I said with a hint of anger in my voice. She only looked at me as she squeaked out a small sentence.
"Onii-chan"

{GASP, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE??? It seems to me that we have encountered our first friend or foe... what do yall think? Will our second hinted at character be a wanted addition? Who do you think we have met so far? Stay tuned to find out...}