A Lustful Requiem (Chainsaw Man x OCS)

[9] Recuperation, Regroup & A Ravaging

[AN: Not sure if my pacing is good or not, I have plenty of plots I'd like to follow as well as adding my own. Hopefully it's been bearable to those who have made it this far.]

As I walked ahead of Power and Denji, I spotted my sister standing over a grave with her arms behind her back.

It's always so... empty here, whenever I show up.

Adhering to Makima's request, I met up with her at the hunter's graveyard, accompanied with the two blondes.

"...Sis." I greeted bluntly. She continued to look at the grave, without breaking concentration. I walked over next to her side to observe her, but I spotted another figure just a couple yalms down.

...Is that who I think it is? I haven't seen you in awhile.

Humming a tune, I pulled out a smoke and put it in between my lips, ready to light. Just as I made the motion towards my pocket for a lighter, my sister beat me to it. She flickered a spark a couple times, and she lit my cig for me.

Shrugging my shoulders, I puffed it and exhaled and large cloud of smoke away from her.

"With the hotel incident and this last encounter-" She began to walk, so we followed her. "It's become clear that enemy forces are targeting you, Denji."

Denji and Power looked at each other, and they looked dumbfounded. Sighing, I caught up in pace and walked by her side as I continued to enjoy the rest of my smoke.

"That's why I was thinking of reinforcing the 4th, but almost everyone already died."

Suddenly, Denji became excited.

"You're going to teach us Makima?!"

She shook her head. I chuckled in the background. Of course she's not teaching you.

"Unfortunately since I've gotten busy now, I'll be introducing you to someone else."

We stopped in place, just before the person I saw before. It was Kishibe. That old man.

"He's the one who will be instructing you two. His name is-"

"Shh. Shut it."

I stifled a laugh from me, the way he had the guts to cut off Makima mid sentence. Raising his finger in place, he did not make any signs of turning around. Denji and Power stepped forward after I motioned them to step ahead.

"Answer my questions."

"What did you think when your comrades died?"

Expecting them to think about it, I was dead wrong as they took not even a second to respond.

"Nothing really?"
"I thought "Oh they're dead now!""

I dropped my cig on the ground, and stepped on it. Interesting responses. But these questions is what intrigues me more.

"Do you want revenge on the enemy?"

"Fuck that. Revenge is such a gloomy idea."
"Same here."

I looked over to Makima, and she looked at me. I guess we were both thinking something.

"Lastly, do you consider yourselves allies of humans or devils?"

"Whichever one'll take care of me."
"Whichever one is winning."

Ha, they really were born to be tools. I smirked at Makima, and she knew what I was thinking as well. She didn't change expression, but instead playfully punched me in the arm.

Looking at the trio, Kishibe turs around to face the two. With a flask in hand, he points a them.

"One-hundred points."