Thursday, December 1, 2022.
"Oh man my body hurts so bad..." I complain, pedaling at full speed toward my new client.
Very early this morning, All Might made me run for miles, without stopping, then a few hours ago, he took me to a gym and made me work my upper body with every possible instrument, real torture.
And tonight I have to get on with my devil's work. So far I've been visiting Morisawa-san, but I've got a new client, living in the wealthy districts of Fuyuki, not far from Shuka basically.
I arrive at his door and ring the bell. A devil ringing the doorbell... depressing. I'll probably never get the chance to use the teleportation...
"It's opened. Come in-nyou." Then after a short time, there is a reply through the inter-phone.
It's really a thick voice. It's a guy. Huh? "Nyou"? Did he just say "Nyou"? No, it must be my ears.
I open the door, took off my shoes at the entrance and walk timidly into the mansion. When I arrive in the entrance hall, I became speechless.
"Welcome-nyou."
A humongous body and an overwhelming presence. It's an enormous guy with incredible muscles wearing a gothic-lolita outfit. If I look carefully, the buttons on the outfit looks like they are about to fall off. There also some places in his outfit which looks like it's about to get ripped.
More than that, his eyes are filled with overwhelming killing intent but his eyes have a glow of a pure innocent person. No, the most unusual thing is his head. He has cat-ears. I swallow down my spit. A single sweat drops from my cheek. My hands are shaking because I'm getting nervous. An overwhelming presence and the sense of being in danger. I have a hunch. A hunch that I will be killed in an unreasonable death.
"U-Umm... a Devil... did you summon a Devil from the Gremory group..?" I ask him timidly.
The man's eyes glows, It feels like there is intense battle spirit between us. I changed my posture to protect myself.
"That's right-nyou. I called Devil-san because I want to make a wish–nyou." Unexpected words came out from his thick mouth. He ends his sentences with "nyou"? "I want you to make Mil-tan a Magical Girl–nyou."
"Am I dreaming or am I really awake?" I have to slap my cheeks to check. I hold my head down because of his wish is something beyond what I expected.
(Mil-tan!? What the heck is Mil-tan!?)
This man's words starts to confuse me.
"Well, Devil-san?"
"Just give me a second to absorb what's happening..."
"Please Devil-san, there was no-one who would give Mil-tan magical power-nyou."
"Yeah... I can understand why..."
"The only option left is to ask my arch-enemy, Devil-san-nyou."
I already have myself treated as his enemy without realising it... But I won't say anything to him.
"Devil-san~!" The voice released by this man, Mil-tan, shakes the whole room. "Please give Mil-tan a fantasy-like powers-nyoooooou!" And... he starts to cry.
(Dammit, How come all the clients I'm in charge of are bunch of weirdo!? What's the meaning of this!?)
"Mil-tan! Mil-tan, calm down! I will listen to what you have to say!" First things first, I think I need to calm this man down and listen to his story.
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