A Lustful Requiem (Chainsaw Man x OCS)

[0] Lust Devil

DISCLAIMER: THERE IS A MAJOR SPOILER HERE ABOUT MAKIMA, DON'T READ THIS CHAPTER IF YOU CARE.

(AN: I'll put spoiler warnings at the top if you are a person who cares about story.)

I knew a guy who knew a guy, and he gave me this run-down brothel. I don't exactly know why, but he just did. He was quite strange the way his scar ran across his face, almost like he had zippers across his mouth sewn shut. Now, what to do with the brothel? Maybe in this day and age, brothel's aren't really viewed as proper, so instead I'll probably turn it into a hostess club. Probably make it into a haven of women just the way I like it.

If someone asked me how I got here, I honestly couldn't tell you. I don't even remember where I'm from. All I know is that I'm in Japan, and there's something big going on behind the scenes. I did meet a red-haired woman though. Her nice figure accompanied with a neatly styled side braid complimented my eyes well, but something inside me couldn't adore her the way she was. I met her while walking around the streets one evening, and she approached me first. We didn't say much but she said she was interested in me for some reason.

We ended up talking a bit about random topics, but then she asked me something.

"Hm.. When are you free next?" The woman asked curtly, coming a little closer, adding on a soft smile. "I'd like to chat about an offer..."

I stared into her oddly-looking eyes, almost spiraling into my soul. Oh, I should probably respond. "Eh... Maybe two weeks from now... Mrs...?"

She observed me for a moment, then she finally told me her name.

"Makima is fine."

I raised my hand to shake hers, and she followed.

"Then let's chat that day. By then, I still have to figure out what to do with this new building of mine..."

Well, surprise surprise! Two weeks later and I still have no clue what to do. Makima seems to be arriving soon with the way I get goosebumps, but I wonder if there's something in stock for me. Walking around my run-down building, I observed a small stage in the center of the room. Surrounding the stage were plenty of seats. I needed them filled, that's for sure, but there were no ladies to fill them. Maybe in some distant future the club would be gaining stacks of riches, made by all my favorite types of women. Well in the meantime, I need my first hostess....

"Hello~~?" A voice called out, I looked over to the entrance and to nobody's surprise, the guest of the day finally arrived.

"Ms. Makima."

"Yomu." She responded. I was startled the way she called my name, but I managed to recover. She walked over to where I was after scanning the area. "You can just call me Makima."

...That was fast.

"Okay then. Makima-chan." I headed to the bar and grabbed a can of orange juice. I looked at Makima and she nodded. I handed her a can as well, and she cracked it open.

"How do you like the place?" Makima asked. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or genuine.

"I can make it work." I took a sip of my juice and sat down on the nearest couch seat. "Can't do much without people."

"Concerning my visit to you today, I wanted to talk to you about that." Makima also sat down next to me across the seat, and she folded her legs. "Have you ever heard of devils?"

Devils huh. I don't really care for them to be honest.

"...well yeah I suppose..." I responded. Makima clasped her hands together.