A Lustful Requiem (Chainsaw Man x OCS)

[1] Wild Raven

Ah. What was I doing again? Oh. The old man who gave me the place came back. Turns out his name is Kishibe. He's grumpy and mumbly but he likes alcohol and women.

"Yomu. Where are all the women?" He grumbled.

"I haven't had enough time to find any." I simply responded.

"Better get some soon. I didn't give you a brothel for two men to sit inside and drink and whatnot."

"I'm working on it. I do have someone working for me but she's not responding."

Kishibe rolls his eyes and takes a swig of his flask. I thought this man was the number one hunter for the bureau, why is he here? Shouldn't he be busy killing devils....?

Just as I was thinking that, Kishibe has a strange expression looking at me. No Kishibe. I don't think you're just some old man lazing his life away.

"There's this woman." Kishibe began. Before he continued I cut him off.

"Oh boy. I hope it isn't your life story again."

"....."

"Sorry, continue."

Kishibe sighed and he stood up from his seat. "Her name is Himeno. No matter who she partners up with, her partners keep dying.

"...okay and?"

"The bureau keeps complaining about all the complaints they get from victim's families." Kishibe throws me a pack of cigs. Wild Raven. Nice.

"If you are saying what I think you are saying, you want me to partner up with her." I responded. Stashing away the cigarettes.

"....."

"You do know who you are asking right...?" Kishibe stayed silent for a moment. He knew 100% who the man in front of him was. A devil, and not a lower one at that. "If you are implying this is a contract-"

"I'll give you some women from the bureau."

"Record deal."

Kishibe sighed again. Every breath he takes makes him age quicker. Not for me though. If this gets me some women for the club, it's nothing but success from here.

I stood up and walked out the building with the old man. Normally I would ask great prices for anyone who has made contracts with me, though Kishibe is the third person ever. It's fine, I actually like this guy, he can just pay me with women.

"Let's go meet her. She should be at the hunter graveyard right now." Kishibe cracked his neck. "Try not to get high off the souls of the dead."

"Hmph. Who do you take me for? Some lowly devil who loses sight of blood?" I patted him on the back.

"Kishibe. If Makima told you who I am then you should tread lightly with your words."

He did not even flinch, just took a swig of his flask.

"Yes, yes you womanizer devil."

"Wha- you!"

As the old man kept teasing me, I complained like a little child. It was fine, this guy gets me in a way. So then we walked to the nearest station and left for the graveyard.

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We eventually made our way to the hunter graveyard. As we walked upon rows and rows of tombstones, I could smell all the souls old and new. Intaking this much would normally make a regular devil go berserk, but I didn't mind it. I don't really care. Breaking away from my thoughts, Kishibe nudged me and looked at a woman standing in front of a grave. She stared at it blankly, whilst cradling a banquet of flowers against her left arm. I also noticed she had a cast on her right arm, and when we came closer to talking range she had an eyepatch. Behind her was a being probably not revealing herself to anyone, a strange floating hand. Of course I could see it though.