『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 25 - Regret

I sat in front of Mephisto's desk, watching him as he hummed to himself flicking through a phone like he had many of times in the past; only this time I was paying more than enough attention to his more than rude behaviour. Watching as the phone jerked in his hand at every button he pressed, more hums leaving his ivory lips. A sigh finally followed, indicating he was done as my eyes trailed from the silver electronic to stare at his bored features. He opened his eyes, meeting my own instantly as a wide grin spread on his face.

"There is nothing you need worry about my belle.~ It is simply-"

"Give me the phone."

The male stared blankly at me cutting him off, my hand held out to him with sharp eyes. He blinked a few times, his eccentric smile reoccurring once more as a soft chuckle fell with the swift change in feature.

"You needn't read this boring dribble, I can tell you exactly what's in it.~ You see Daiki worked for the Vatican and-"

"And he told me to bring this to you upon his dying breath."

"Belle, there are things in here that simply cannot fall into the hands of other demons, nor humans. You did right in bringing this to me. I understand that he was your friend and that you fe-"

"What's in there Mephisto?"

The demon blinked lightly at me, a smirk crossing his face as his eyebrow twitched lightly.

"I already started to tell you until you so rudely interrupted me."

His brow ceased twitching as his eyes suddenly softened, my body was firm... shoulders still shaking... A sigh passed the demons lips as he fell back into his chair, dangling the phone by its chain next to his face on one finger as he turned his lazy eyes to stare at it, watching as it danced back and forth.

"It is simply the jobs the Vatican had sent to him. Slay this demon; slay that demon... the typical works of an exorcist."

A small noise passed my lips as my body fell forward lightly; elbows pressing into my legs.

"So, Daiki was an exorcist?"

Mephisto turned to look at me, his expression never shifting from the lazy gaze he currently held.

"Of course, I thought that would be obvious to you after the fight that occurred between him and Amaimon."

My shoulder twitched a little at the tone he used on his brother's name... there seemed to be some bad blood between them. Had Amaimon done so- no, I don't care! I leant father forward in my seat, staring down the violet haired male.

"I knew Daiki graduated your cram school, but just because you graduate from something doesn't mean it's the route you end up taking. I have a friend that took hair and beauty in collage but ended up teaching A levels in mathematics instead, even after all her time and qualifications. So I figured he'd be the same, working as an entertainer at a hotel and all."

"My dear, what humans do for collage compared to the life of an exorcist is completely different. It's about protection and helping those in need."

"Like a police officer? But police leave the force."

"Hmm, indeed they do. But fighting against other humans and fighting against a demon is completely different; you know that belle.~"

He shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner, his eyes turning away from me in an aloof motion as his spare hand raised to the sky in an; I-don't –know manner.