"I Have Done You A Favor, Now It's Your Turn"

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"Rin~" called by the boy who swung his arm over to the shoulder of the demon, "Let's skip class like we used to do!" Exclaimed the student, only to be shrug off by his companion.

Trailing behind was the other two friends, Suguro and Koneko, all were watching their friend pester to no ends on their dear ol' friend; Rin could care less of the attention, yet it bothers him most as teachers eyed them like prey on the hunt– he should be the one doing that, not them!

"Heeeey!" Shima whined, pulling at the jacket Rin wore neatly as they had a playful fight of tug-of-war.

In the end, Rin trampled over the lad's foot, losing its composure and letting go of the jacket. However, much to his desire of killing them with consequences, he'd best to prepare a semi-plan in order not to be blamed for– if that ever happens within these months he must stay and wait for the other's request

Please stop those–

Rin turned around, looking below him as Shima face-planted. "...whatever you've done must be deserving." He told before ignoring a fume from the lad.

Rin bit his nail, he knows those retch humans would pester him of his whereabouts.

But, he needs to think. He needs to talk to him.

Few walks are all he needs, few moments are all it takes; Rin disappeared without a trace. Leaving the trio wonder in their place.

And from the corner who's watched, slowly descended from their place. Pulling out a phone, dialing the person.

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Secured, Silence, Peace, and alone; Rin gladly summoned his flames, blue light illuminating his figure amongst the darkened corner.

"Talk to me." He demands.

The flames grew in response, yet it didn't give a clear answer. A flame that grew a bit is not an answer he seeks, what he wants is to speak. Thus, he waited. Yet, the lad is not known for patience, even after everything that has become.

Rin growled in impatience, "Answer me."

Again, little did it grew, but never met the expectations. And instead of ushering away the burning thoughts of wonders, he disappeared from the corner, leaving his uniform and a confused watcher.

From 15 meters away as well, there once stood a composed Baal. He watched the spy lurk and panic around the corners, calling for backup to find the demon; ants in his sight, a pleasure to see.

Amaimon frowned in realization, "I must...go..."

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Filled with purposes, you've acquired it all. Schemes have been wrinkling, yet you've never sought for intentions behind.

Rin scoffed, trekking into a domain crammed with frivolity that has already made him feel unease and displease. The voice that kept impeding with his thinkings promptly must end, he cannot tolerate such disturbance.

Why? Why must you reach to find me? You have no purpose for me...

"Ha!" He cackled, discharging his blazes to illuminate the chasm. "I wouldn't be aiming to find you if you didn't intrude my thoughts!"

I am you after all. I am a fraction of you.

The youthful demon grimaced, part of him tugging to acknowledge upon those messages that were spat out. His thoughts circulate and sickened his mind, the fire surrounded him gradually cease.

...What was your purpose?

The flickering blue flame ceased. Rin is once more engulfed with nothing but darkness that enclosed his sight. He sat down, disregarding the cold, breeze sensation. His skin bare for anyone to see, his entire being and all his glory. Like a newborn, like a little lamb.