MAKIMA CHAINSAWMAN (one shot)

A Devil Hunter from the West has been transferred into the Japan branch of the Public Safety Devil Hunters. The specific division he was assigned to was none other than the famously renowned women named Makima. Her reputation was known throughout the entire organization, with her abnormal strength and extraordinary looks marking her as one of the most popular Devil Hunters of the current Era.

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At Makima's Office..

"Hello, Ms.Makima!.. It's nice to meet you!.. From today on I will be working directly under your care.. I hope we can get along!.." the man politely greeted, bowing down to show his respect for his senior at work.

Makima didn't visibly show much of any physical reaction, having heard that the Devil Hunter was transferring from another area, but she was pleasantly surprised to see that he was certainly foreign. His Japanese wasn't flawless, but it wasn't so bad either. The height at which he stood was significantly tall, perhaps somewhere over six feet. His frame was muscular and toned, visible through his black suit and white buttoned shirt. His skin was dark and tanned, completely the opposite of Makima and many of the other citizens of Japan who were all generally pale and light skinned. She couldn't quite put her finger on why, but she found his exotic smell to be.... Pleasant.

"Yes.. Likewise, It's nice to meet you too." responded Makima.

After lifting his head and getting a better look at her, he found trouble in keeping himself composed.

"They weren't kidding about her looks... God damn, she is gorgeous!..." He thought to himself, trying not to hamper his first impressions by allowing his wandering eyes to go detected, maintaining eye contact without slipping up and showing his keen interest.

Makima seemed to know everything, surprising him with a slight smile that made his heart skip a beat. Almost as if to say "thank you", even though there was no real way for her to tell what he was thinking.

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The next couple of weeks pass by without a hitch. The Devil Hunter from abroad completes the missions that Makima assigns him without fail. His performance was astounding, equally as powerful as he was confident in his looks. Of course, being the Makima herself, she wasn't an easy person to receive genuine compliments from. However, once she'd noted that she was definitely impressed, albeit mildly.

Meeting with her again, after being summoned to her office, Makima seemed to be in an excellent mood.

"Say... Do you want anything?... I've been working your tail off for the past few weeks, and you're still new and establishing yourself here in Japan's division.. And yet, you aren't missing a step... I'd say that type of dedication deserves a reward for your service... Is there anything you had in mind?.." asked Makima, head tilting slightly to the side as she rested her chin on her hands, a bright smile that was almost sultry, always finding himself mesmerized by those meticulously detailed eyes.

"A reward?..." he muttered to himself in disbelief, having never expected such spoiled treatment.

Makima wasn't known to pick favorites, apparently. And yet, here he was

"Yes.. A reward.. It can be anything you would like, as long as it's in my power of course.."

"Then!.. Will you let me take you out on a date?.." he asked in a hurry, hardly processing what he'd just blurted out in the heat of the moment. It seemed like he'd just spoken the first thing that came to mind. Makima's appearance was alluring, and it was almost like she had this aura about her that was enticing. Her personality separated herself from the rest.