A Sinner's Forgiveness (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 13: An Envious Dinner

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Alastor and you were gradually learning to trust each other again as you remained reunited. Your playful banter returned but he was still careful in making jokes to 'kill you' for something. You did miss that kind of humor, but it was still a bit of a sensitive topic given that he almost did kill you.

It... sometimes flared up bad memories.

At least Alastor was trying to ween off his killing streaks by visiting local meat shops or hunting deer. He still committed his fair share of murder though, usually when someone disrespected him –especially if someone was rude to you. Like right now!

"BACK OFF BITCH, THIS AIN'T ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS!" a very muscular Imp shouted at you. Looked like the guy was overdosing on an unholy amount of steroids to have that amount of muscle pop out.

The lamb demon limply raised her arm towards you, pleading for your help. "P-please!" she managed to dryly choke out.

"Hang on miss!" You turned your fangs towards the Imp, "why you little-" your fists clenched tighter around your daggers as he continued to strangle the little lamb.

A darkening presence behind you sent a chill up your spine. You halted in place while turning to see Alastor's demonic smile. He was far from happy. Even though he's a serial killer, he didn't enjoy watching women be treated so distastefully.

The man dropped the lamb in horror after taking notice of the dark aura surrounding the Radio Demon. "S-shit!" The Imp tried to make a run for it but failed to make it a foot away. He was so panicked that he stumbled over his own shaking feet. His pupils trembled as they turned to his demise. "I-I'm sorry I didn't mean-"

Before you charged at the Imp, Alastor thrusted his palm to direct the manifesting tentacle at the cowering man. You barely dodged the sudden attack and quickly shifted attention to the woman. You ducked under the tentacle and shielded her from the gruesome sight. The shrieks of the Imp as his bones snapped and flesh tare made her whimper even more.

Eventually the torture ceased. You gave the woman some more breathing room yet still held her close to make sure she was safe. "Are you alright ma'am?"

Your soothing voice made her turn to you with soft eyes. "Y-yes, thank you."

You helped her to her feet and patted her on the head. "Please be more careful, it's particularly not safe around this district of the pentagram. Don't look back, head home quickly."

She nodded with a slight embarrassment dusting her cheeks. "Okay, thank you!" The little lamb ran off to wherever her apartment was. For someone so small, she was quite fast!

You turned to Alastor with a sigh. He was hunched over the Imp's corpse picking out lumps of meat for himself. Your jaw locked for a second before regaining the urge to speak again. It was still a little scary how gruesome he could be at times. "Hey, don't ruin your appetite! Wait who are you waving down?"

"Oh Alastor~~!" A trio of feminine voices harmonized.

Alastor's spirit lifted along with his smile as he watched the group of women approach him. They seemed to be from Alastor's time period given their old-fashioned dresses and sunhats. "Ah, and how could I miss you radiating beauties!" He dipped into a bow with his microphone staff in hand. "It's a pleasure meeting such enchantresses at this hour."