A story of when Y/N and Denji, siblings whose father committed suicide. Now in a debt trap with no way to pay it back, they both now work as Devil Hunters under the Yakuza.
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"Den-Denji, do you think he needed to die?" Y/N brought up a question to Denji, bursting into tears while on the brink of tears. They were both at their father's grave, the rain plunging like waterfalls to the ground. It was the only grave that was there.
He stayed silent, looking at the grave. Then, an older man pulled up behind him. "If you don't make this month's payment, we'll string you up..." he began again with a threatening tone, "...Boy. Begging, whoring, I don't care how, but you've got till tomorrow to get 7000 grand. If you don't do it, we'll cut you up and sell the pieces." He then drove away, Denji and Y/N looking at the car as he did.
How uncalled for, Y/N pondered while patting Denji's shoulder to console him. Then, an orange canine-like creature appeared from behind a tree. It came across as a small orange canine-like devil with a chainsaw-like appendage protruding from the centre of its head.
A CHAINSAW DEVIL?! She thought. "CH-CHAINSAW?!" Denji exclaimed, alarmed. She backed away while grabbing Denji's shoulder to make him follow her. He then stopped, then turned to look at the creature.
"A devil!" He said, his eyes wide open. His face turned to one close to crying, some veins coming up from his face. "If you're gonna kill me, do it. I'm dead either way," he choked out. The creature then showed him that he had a wound. Is he trying to get Denji to help him? She reckoned.
"A wound... you're gonna die too?" Denji asked, examining it. He suddenly got a flashback of his father hanging from a rope. His eyes were ajar. "Denji-" she got cut off when he said, "Bite me!"
"DENJI, WHAT'RE YOU THINKING?!" She yelled, thinking that he was crazy and outlandish now.
"I heard devils can heal by drinking blood! If you don't wanna die, then bite me!" He cried out, apparently ignoring his uneasy sister.
The devil bit his outstretched arm, blood coming out of it and the devil seemingly sucking it. He presumed, I remember Y/N talking to that Fox Devil thing and saying 'contract', so I'mma do it too!
He spoke up, "I ain't runnin' a charity though... this is a contract. I'll help you... so now you gotta help me. I don't wanna die either." He then sprinted away.
"Denji, what are you thinking?" She let out, running after him, astonished at his acts, seeing this as him being insane. A few hours later, they were at a town and she saw Denji killing a devil and holding the devil by a handle that was on it.
He asked, "How's about hirin' me as a devil hunter?" She sighed, exasperated at her brother's foolishness.
