*June 30, average weather*
Since the unfortunate event, I was able to make a few inquiries. I learned that Browney's parents have always despised me for being poor, claiming there's no money in hunting demons.
I realize now there was nothing I could have done, as they were set on driving me away from the very beginning. Perhaps they're right. How could I possibly propose to Browney? It was nothing more than a fool's dream.
I'm left now with nothing but contempt, not only for her parents but for myself for being so unworthy. Perhaps it's time I gave up on being a righteous Demon Hunter. I could really make something of myself.
As it happens, a rather rich and powerful client, panicking over his monster infestation, recently requested my services.