It's been three months since he was accepted into Public Safety. Three months of doing various tasks around the city, killing demons, patrolling the perimeter. Life goes on as normal for the schizophrenic boy. Today wouldn't be different
"The Big Chungus devil mission is finished" he handed in the report in the evening "I held back like you said. Only a dozen people died this time. The other fifty was hospitalized"
"Hm hm" The receptionist "That makes it your 50th mission without dying. Congratulations for surviving this long, mr Hayakawa"
Mortality is a logical fallacy. Death is a lie. He is a human who is used to the lies of this world. The only truth Aki Hayakawa can accept is of his reflective self. And so he will live
"Will I get a salary raise?"
"No, but you'll directly report to miss Makima now"
"Why"
"The director is also head of special divisions, which are demon hunter squads with experienced personnel similar to a black ops" She explain "Naturally, she's your direct superior"
Aki nodded. Makima really has that hidden boss vibe. In an RPG or manga, she'd be the one to manipulate everyone from the shadow. For some reason, she fit the archetype
"Miss Makima 's responsibility is to find new blood to supplment the dwindling work force, as such you should expect to interact with her a lot more in the future"
The woman smile brightly at him
"I mean, I should be jealous of you! She's such a pretty thing, so charismatic, intelligent, and no doubt full of kindness. She's every man's idealized woman"
Aki picked up the report and left, leaving the woman to her rambling
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"Come in"
The same red hair, friendly smile, and ember-colored irises greeted him as he closed the dooor. Makima gestured at one of the guest seat as a silent invite
"Good afternoon" Was her greeting as he hand in the mission result. Without another word, Makima began signing off his report. She seem satisfied for whatever reason "How has your day been, Aki?"
"It's fine"
He look out the window, waiting for her to finish so he can finally go home and do stuff. Like sleeping, or eating, or find somebody who believe this world is fictional but also not a conspiracy theorist
"Are you free tonight?"
He shrugged. "I can make time. Why do you ask?"
"I'm thinking we can go have dinner at my place" Her lips slightly curled, the limit between innocent curiosity and seductive manipulation set. Aki knew better than to stare down the predator's bait. He would not accept that lie
"The food is on me, of course"
Some lies, however, are worth dying for
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He stood at the front door to her apartment. As the clock struck six, Aki knock on the door. It opened without pause, as if whoever is on the other side has been waiting for him
Makima has her hair loose. The woman wore comfortable clothing - a pale green shirt with casual jeans. She looks charming for an unpredictable creature with enigmatic intent.
Aki don't like women, but he can certainly understand the appeal
"Did it take you long to get here?" The redhead lean against the door frame, tilting her head at him. She let out a startled noise when he push her inside
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Easy Come, Easy Go (Chainsaw Man)
FanficThey say all the best Devil Hunters have a few screws loose. Aki Hayakawa don't consider himself among them. After all, what kind of madman would put screws in their head? Or: Aki Hayakawa's descent into insanity and its terrible consequences to th...