Chapter 7

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The industrial scenery presented by Carmilla's territory takes into view. A place where sinners and weapons are alot more of a normal sight than other parts of the pentagram. Which isnt much given how weapons are common in general, but what is surprising though is the lack of chaos and destruction going on unlike the doomsday district.

With that said, these streets aren't not filled with shady activities. It's a hunting ground for gangs and the home of those organizations that you would not want to get yourself tangled up with. Unsurprisingly enough, overlords are not the only sinners to look out for down in hell.

Walking casually through the streets (Y/N) looked around at the sight of the place. Although he's walked through it before, he's never fully taken in how different this part of the pentagram looked to other territories. 

It was noticeably more dimm with the surrounding areas taking in a more purple hue mixing with the normally red surroundings. There was alot more smog in the air aswell as chimneys line the tops of buildings in the area. It was certainly a stark contrast to the bright neon lights of the V district or even the more comfy feeling being brought by the Cannibal district.

With that said, (Y/N) found the streets to be alot more controlled than the other parts of the pentagram. There noticeably wasn't as much death and destruction going on, as things seem to be more organized or as organized as hell can be in any case. 

After a few minutes of walking and sightseeing, (Y/N) arrives at what seemed to be a small coffee shop surrounded by two abandoned buildings with eyes visibly peeking through the boarded windows. Each seemingly following his every movement as he passes.

Staring back at them, they all seem to quickly disappear within the darkness, making (Y/N) look on for abit blinking in confusion and simply shrugging at himself. Turning his attention back to the front door of the shop, (Y/N) took a small breath before going in.

The gentle sound of the bell ringing brings attention to the door. Prompting the workers that there is a new customer entering their shop. Although the workers weren't the only one to turn their head, as a white haired overlord stops typing on her laptop and looks to the door aswell.

A smile creeping it's way to her face as she sees (Y/N) enter, his figure looking around for someone until their eyes were able to meet. Smiling back at her and waving away a worker wanting to lead him to another seat, he starts to make his way until he reaches her table.

"Hello Ms. Carmine, is this seat perhaps taken?" (Y/N) asked with a playful smile trying his best to act serious.

"No, it is not, you may sit there if you wish Mr. (L/N)" Carmilla said playing along with him and putting on a serious expression of her own. Waiting for him to sit down, the two went quiet as they stare at one another, seeing which one of them will waver first. From the outside it would seem like a business deal is about to be made as the two emit an aura of authority.

But that couldn't be any more true as (Y/N) let's out a smile and a small chuckle with Carmilla following shortly afterwards. The atmosphere between them quickly becoming that of comfort as they went about their day to talk.

"So? Still have alot of work to get done?" (Y/N) asked noticing the closed laptop on the table.

Having seen Carmilla's line of work and even helped her with some of it before, he couldn't find but feel sympathy for her having to go through all of it on pretty much a daily basis. 

"Unfortunately so... Although it's not as much as i would normally have and i do get more breaks nowadays, but managing all of these territories and businesses... Even with all the help i have is difficult." Carmilla sighed with clear tiredness in her voice resting her head on her hands.

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