𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 3

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𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱
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Exclusively written by Jylim, the person who created Yori.

Yori's filler chapter
542 words

"Himeno". Yori's voice had a seductive feel to it. As her short black locks followed after. "How long will you continue working as a devil hunter?" She questioned while taking a puff from her cigarette. "Probably until the day I die," Himeno replied. "In this line of work you don't live very long." "Good point." Said Yori agreeingly, "I'll probably die before I- ." "Before you even have a chance to loosen up." Himeno sneered, "You're always so uptight you should learn to relax once in a while, loosen some screws." "There's no benefit in being unprepared" Yori nagged "It makes it more fun for me and Aki" Himeno moaned "Well someone has to take some responsibility in this group" Yori objected "Don't you remember what my master said?" Himeno interrupted "That only Devil Hunters "who have a couple of screws loose" are ultimately successful" they stated in unison.
"I know I know" Yori retorted, "You always say this."
"Then why don't you ever follow it," Himeno teased.

"C'mon take another sip of sake, I didn't spend a shit ton of money on it for no reason." Himeno boasted. "How could I ever decline such an offer?" Yori jokes, taking a sip of the alcohol. "Let's get wasted before our deaths!" They exclaim in laughter. Yori and Himeno proceed to drink and smoke throughout the rest of the night, occasionally having a small chit chat about life.

"Himeno, don't you ever get tired of life or at least of devil hunting?" Yori mumbled drunkenly.

Kyu's author continued on here for more word count

"Huh? nahh" the woman replied, a cancer stick in her mouth as she let out a huge puff, blowing poisonous gas into Yori's face, "Oh yeah— I heard that Makima's plo—".

Yori's hand immediately pulled out her cigarette and covered her mouth, "Are you too drunk or shall I remind you. Makima has eyes and ears everywhere" she whispered into Himeno's ear, eyes widened. Her heart was beating faster as the seconds past, looking around her to see if there were any.. rats around them.

"oops— I forgot" "Himeno" "alright- alrighttt~" she cooed in response to Yori's sharp tone, a smile creeping onto her face. "What's with that look" "Y'know... you're really prettyyyy" "And you're drunk".

Yori ended up carrying Himeno home, her tall frame thrown behind Yori's shoulder.

As the moonlight shone above them brightly, slow sounds of trotting came from Yori's heels. The soft clicking-clacking rang through the empty streets of Japan at 2 in the morning. The autumn air felt cool enough to fall asleep right there.

Annoyed by the sound her shoes were making, the black-haired female kicked them away, deciding to go back bare-footed.

She felt free. Not confined by some lace. It was like she could run a marathon of a hundred kilometers.

Freedom was something Yori craves.

Devil hunting. Financial life. Marriage.

None of these would matter after a few years anyways. When she's gone from this world. I mean.. who would want to be confined? Animals? People?

It's suffocating.

"Man... If heaven exists- I probably won't go there, won't I?"