A Lustful Requiem (Chainsaw Man x OCS)

[12] Ignorance Could Be Bliss

[AN: Anime only's— Katana man arc is over (season 1). From now on all content is from the manga, excluding my added plotlines. Obviously there's going to be spoilers from now on, but I won't say what is canon or not. I'm sure the manga readers will know, but otherwise treat this as a alternate timeline assumed as spoiler free :) - thanks for the read.]

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"Yomu~ Say ah~!"

...What are you doing?

Sitting by a countertop, I stared into gleaming blue eyes. She takes a fork of cheescake and shoves it at my closed mouth— I looked like a mess now.

"...Akemi."

Her head tilted, like she didn't know what she was doing wrong.

"Oh me? Yes?"

Akemi stifled a laugh and I deadpanned at her. She grabbed a napkin and tried to wipe my face. I slapped her hand and grabbed it myself. I cleaned my mouth and took a sip from my iced coffee.

I gave her a stare that said many words, mostly those of anger and disappointment.

Her face went from happy, playful, annoyed, then apologetic.

"Jeez! I told you, I'm sorry okay!" Akemi apologized.

So, for some context; remember when I left Akemi and Tazia alone together?

When I returned, the whole place was a mess. That was fine, I wasn't the one who was going to clean up, but my goddamn mini fridge was behind the bar!

"Akemi! If you hadn't been so reckless and destroyed my fucking fridge full of soju, I wouldn't be so pissy!" I scolded her.

Wincing, Akemi avoids my eyes for a moment.

"Okay, okay! I said I'm sorry, didn't I?!" She refuted. I sighed heavily and rubbed my forehead. I drank the rest of my coffee, and placed it down with a thud.

Crossing her arms, Akemi seemed to have something to explain further in detail.

"How can you only blame me?! If Tazia hadn't flipped out on me, we wouldn't be having this conversation!"

Oh my god Akemi.

"Tazia's been with me for a little bit, but she's the trustable one of you two!" I groaned. "Weren't you the one who was beefing with her?!"

"W-Well, no— yes, Jeez! After I've helped all these decades!" She scoffed.

An irk mark grew on my face.

Decades?! You've helped me for a total of 20 minutes max! Not only that— over the three years, not decades!

I would just ask you to take me where I needed to go, and you take my blood in return! It was twenty seconds per interaction!

Sighing heavily, I snatch the fork from her and chow down on the cheesecake.

...It'd be a waste not to eat it.

"Damn it Akemi." I muttered.

Staying silent between us, we sat in a tense environment until a waitress came up to us.

"Uh.... Excuse me..?" She caught our attention.

Turning towards her, I observed the girl. She seemed pretty young, maybe 18 or 19.

Wearing a green apron covering her black long sleeves, I saw that she was wearing a ribbon like choker as well.

She then eyed me and Akemi.

"Ah, yes?" I responded, Akemi in the back moping.

She pulls her bangs of hair back around her ear, and she points at my empty glass.