Sweet Like Candy

Basically Just Rin Roasting Her Interrogator

If any of you think the things Rin say are too harsh, just remember–girls are more emotional and take less shit than guys do. Pair that with Rin's headstrong personality and you get this. Please enjoy!

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Rin woke up a while later  in the infirmary, fully healed. There was a woman sitting next to her cot, playing a familiar handheld game.

"Who–"

"Shura Kirigakure, Senior Investigator. I was sent by the Vatican to investigate the Cram School class this year. You're coming with me for questioning." Shura informed her, leaving no room for argument.

It was then that Rin noticed she was wearing something similar to what Shura was, obviously having been put in the clean clothes as opposed to her ripped and bloody uniform. She was in a peach-colored bikini top that barely covered her chest, ripped booty shorts that exposed half her ass, and her own combat boots. She crossed her arms over her chest as she followed the woman to the door and grabbed her sword on the way.

Shura pulled out a ring of fancy keys and used one to open a portal to enter the Japanese Branch Headquarters. Rin followed her through.

The place was huge, cold, and an architectural masterpiece. There weren't any windows, but there were several doors and hallways leading off to other places. Exorcists constantly emerged and left through the doors, using magic keys.

"This place is the center of the True Cross. The Japanese Branch's base is hidden under True Cross Academy. The Vatican Headquarters are under St. Peter's Cathedral in Rome. Officially, we don't exist. We're just an international organization with branches all over the world. We have a long history, though. We've carried the burden of exterminating demons all over the world for over two thousand years." Shura explained casually as she led Rin down a wide hallway.

"That's right." A familiar voice lilted. "That is what we, the True Cross Order, do. It's been a long time, hasn't it, Miss Kirigakure?" Mephisto greeted the woman with his signature grin. "You've snuck into my school as an inspector? I wasn't informed of this." The demon was still smiling, but it did not reach his eyes–cold and unwelcoming.

"Mephisto." Shura greeted him like he was shit on the bottom of her shoe. "Let me just get to the point: It's suspected that you've been hiding Satan's kid without informing the Vatican. What are you planning?" She demanded. Rin stood there awkwardly, her arms still crossed over her very exposed chest.

"Don't be absurd, I'm not scheming anything. And what are you doing with poor Rin here–parading her around all these adults with barely anything to cover her up?" He tsked disapprovingly and snapped his gloved fingers(how the snapping sound still rang out so clear while he had gloves on, she had no idea, but she assumed it was magic and left it at that). A coat appeared over the girl and she sighed in relief. She didn't want to owe the demon, though.

She was about to say so and he held a hand up. "Keep it, Dear. You need it." He spoke as if he was slightly judging her on her choice of wardrobe. Rin fumed silently as the two adults conversed.

The Demon turned back to Shura. "Despite what some may suspect of me, just remember that everything I do is in the best interests of the Order." He said. "In these last two thousand years, we Exorcists have only fought a defensive war. Now, we have the chance to take the battle to the front lines ourselves." He pointed out. Shura looked like she wanted to hit him, but he had a valid point, so it would be unjustified assault.