Devil in your heart: Deal with the Devil [Chainsaw man x OC fanfic]

ch. 30 " Guns and Yakuza"

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Woosh

The chilly morning wind hit Balalaika's face. 

She sipped her coffee as she looked out the balcony of her room in the hotel suite she was in. It was the third day of her stay in Japan. Balalaika or Vladilena(the alias she is using) is only here strictly on business.

Right now she is wearing a simple long-sleeved shirt and some shorts since she just woke up a few minutes ago. Her hair wasn't tied and she didn't wear any make-up or jewelry. 

The Crimelord sighed as she placed her mug on the coffee table.

Her mind is suddenly going to Juno.

She didn't know why nor how she suddenly thought about the Devil Hunter.

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A few years ago, in a bar somewhere in between Chiba and Tokyo, Balalaika is seen seating alone, drinking a glass of wine. 

It wasn't nearly as strong as she liked, but she didn't want to get drunk. Just something to take off the edge without the getting drunk part.

Her men weren't with her. She just wanted to be alone and have a simple peaceful night.

It was quiet until someone entered the bar. Although it was normal for someone to enter a bar, the murmurs and whispering from the customers say that the person who entered wasn't necessarily normal.

someone sat beside her. She paid it no mind until she smelled the familiar aroma of copper.

'Blood,' she thought.

With her curiosity, she turned to look at the person beside her.

It was a man, who looked rather young. He had messy black curly hair and dull grey eyes. But what really caught her eyes, is that his coat was covered in blood, and his white shirt's collar is fully stained red as if his neck was cut open. Another thing to add is that parts of his outfit had cuts and blood around them. But there wasn't a single wound on him. Even the blood from what seemed to be a cut on his face, there was no wound nor scar under it.

Although under the grime and blood on the young man's face, she could deduce he had quite a handsome face. His features suggest that he is of European descent.

" Irashaimase!" The bartender welcomed the young man, it was like he was used to him coming in all bloody.

She didn't really catch on, since they were speaking in full Japanese, and she didn't know how to speak the language. The only thing she caught up on is 'whiskey' and 'the Godfather'.

She would bring a translator with her, but she felt like it was unneeded.

The bartender spoke English so she didn't really care.

She then caught a glimpse of a necklace he wore. In fact, it wasn't a necklace, but a badge.

[ Public Safety Bureau]

She lightly chuckled.

" Public safety bureau. A Devil hunter ?"  She spoke to herself in English.