The Messiah Of Another World

Part 8: Exorcist

~~~3rd POV~~~

It's a usual bright, day. The blue sky was devoid of white or any other colors for that matter. Inside of a prestigious school, stood a red-headed beauty. Rias was elegantly walking down a staircase, right after class ended. She turned the corner and saw a blue mop of hair. The hair belonged to someone who Rias had become strangely familiar with for the past weeks. For some reason, Makoto Yuki always evaded her. Every time she called his name, he ran. Every time he saw her, he ran. And she had no idea why. She tried to rack her mind for any possible offence she did to him, but it always came up blank. She tried to talk to his roommate and her close friend, Akeno, but even she had no idea why, but she did deeply enjoy how much it frustrated Rias. It's not like Rias had any bad intentions toward him, even if he did seem oddly special. She just wanted to talk to him and be friends due to Akeno's kind words about him. At least that was the reason before, now, all she wanted was to ask him why he ran from her to the degree of running back into class after seeing her passing in the hall. The only time she even got close to him was when she fell down the stairs, and that was when they first met.

She saw him walking in her direction and hid behind the corner infront of the staircase until he was near. When he was about to reach the stairs, Rias popped out infront of him and said, "Hello, Yuki-San". And before she even knew it, he turned and ran. When she broke out of her surprise, she gained a determined face and ran after him. They continued running for a couple minutes, when Makoto ran into a bathroom and, without thinking, Rias ran after him. She was surprised for a moment when she saw multiple surprised guys staring at her, but then she quickly realized where she was. Her face gained a shade of red nearly as bright as her hair, and she said a quick "Sorry" before she ran out into the hall, embarrassed. What she didn't notice, was Makoto standing in the right corner of the bathroom. 

~~~Lunch~~~

Makoto was sitting by a tree near the Occult Research Club. He liked this particular spot because it was quiet, and he could listen to music in peace. He looked down at the bento, which was given to him in the morning by a certain seductive, raven-haired girl . He was about to take another bite of it when he heard someone walking toward him. He took off his left headphone and looked up at the person in question. 

???: You're in my spot.

Spoke the person a monotone voice which could rival Makoto's own. The speaker was a short girl. She had white hair in a bob cut, hazel eyes, and had a stoic face. Makoto looked at her for a bit before he moved over somewhat to the side. The girl then sat where he was seated and started eating her own lunch. Makoto, seeing that she seemed content, put his headphone back on and continued eating.

He sat there for a while before he started to notice something werid. A part of his food was missing. He didn't see anything take it, but it was gone. He then closed his eyes for half a second, re-opened them and noticed that another part of his food was gone. He turned to the girl sat next to him and saw she was looking at him. They stared at each other for a minute before she spoke again, "It tastes good."

Makoto was, justifiably, confused. Who is this girl who was stealing his food? After staring at each other in silence for a while, he said in his own monotone voice, "Who are you?", to which the girl responded, "Koneko Toujou". Makoto assumed that he should give his name so he said, "Makoto Yuki". Koneko nodded and continued to stare at him. After a while of staring he decided to ask the unspoken question.

Makoto: Do you want more?

Koneko glanced at the food and then back to him before nodding. Makoto lightly sighed before dividing the food in half with his chopsticks.

~~~Night - The streets of Kuoh~~~

Makoto was walking through the dark and silent streets of Kuoh. On the outside, he looked like normal, but on the inside, he was deep in thought. He was thinking about what happened after he killed that stray devil a few days ago.