Devil May Cry 5 [another story] {English}

VIII

-Hey Dante!!

-Morrison? Ah, what did i told you to get in without knocking?

-Really? I thought there was nobody in so i came to take care of the place, you know...?

-Haha, very funny... Didn't you noticed that i don't have any money to pay taxes?

-Well, it seems today it's your lucky day... Which means someone already payed us...

-Really?

-Yes, and the taxes were already payed by me, so don't worry...

-So, just for taxes? Allllright...

Morrison just laughed and handed off a purple envelop to Dante.

He, as soon as he opened it, the light turned on.

-Inside this package, there is a note from someone... he told me he was an old friend of yours or something... I don't know. He didn't even told me his name, but it seems that is an invitation to something very special.

Apparently the envelop had some spare money as well-Special...? Ok... what is really special about it?

-He told me to hand you this note, not to read it. At the same time, he gave us a lot of money, so... I'm sure it is something you can handle.

-Riiiight...

-And, talking of invitations... today is Lady Patty's birthday. She called you so many times and you didn't even answered her! She seems so sad...

The phone rang suddenly, so Dante picks it up

-Devil May Cry?

-DANTE!! OMG, I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD, YOU STUPID!! WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWERED ME!? Ahhh, ok, forget it. Guess what? Today is my birthday!! I'm turning eighteen!! Not a little kid anymore_

Dante hunged up immediatly-sad? For you this is sad_?

The phone rang again, but he just went and break the phone's wire.

Morrison just laughed about it.

-Promise me... to cancel this stupid adolescent hellish birthay party as soon as possible.

-Whatever you want, Dante.

-Yusss...

-Alright, i'll go now. When you have time, read the note, and let me know what it says.

-I'll read it soon, don't worry about it.

-I'm sure you'll do-Morrison said, and left the local.

-So... Something special...? Or the same old story? Who knows...-he said and got up from his seat.

What if he's lying... Old friend? Maybe it is_ no, it's not possible... Is this somehow related to... no, it couldn't...

-Aahh, guess i'll never know if i don't read that letter... Ugh, my mind is killing me right now...

Makes sense, really...

He really does look like him

Maybe that's why he...