Eros. (Benimaru Shinmon)

☾五十五☾

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"So you saw him kissing another girl?" she asked.

"Yeah..." I mumbled.

"That dumbass," your best friend seethed, "I just want to beat the crap out of him!"

"It doesn't matter," I mentioned as I bit my lip and looked out of the window, "It's not like he gives a damn about me anyway...he only does what Konro tells him to do."

"Such a f*cking lap dog!" she said as she clenched her hand in her fist.

"It just wasn't meant to be with him and me," I said, "So I'll just focus on other things..."

"Well...you were saying you were trying to create a new move right...?" she questioned, "The moves I often see the fire force use when they fight Infernals with their flames seem to bring a type of pain and destruction to their end. It wasn't as if they asked to be Infernal and wanted to be ended the way they usually are."

"Where are you getting at?"

"I think you should use your feelings...the one of pain, sadness, and create a movement that is efficient in putting an end to the Infernal but give a much kinder ending to its life."

Now, this caused me to quirk an eyebrow at her. She was suggesting to use my emotional pain as the basis of a new move. But she was on to something...most infernals didn't ask to become infernals in the first place and they are often ended in somewhat harsher means...maybe creating a move to finish infernals swiftly and peacefully would be a better means to ending infernalization...I would be able to end their misery in this treacherous life...and allow them to move peacefully to the afterlife and rejoin any family they have there.

"Inori?"

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"INORI!"

I opened my eyes and lifted my head up and looked around. I couldn't believe I slept in the bathtub. I turned my head and noticed Akira looking down at me while having his hand on my shoulder as he looked at me in my eyes. It took me .5 seconds to realize he was in here while I am naked.

I noticed his eyes glance down at my breasts. His cheeks were tickled with pink as he got a bit more curious and moved his eyes further downwards only to be interrupted when a bar of soap hit his eye.

"AH!"

"PERVERT!" I yelled as he runs out of the bathroom while holding his eye and yelling profanities along the way.

I rose out of the tub and grabbed a nearby towel and walked towards my room to get ready. Since Yukata, short and long Kimono wasn't my standard fashion anymore, I pulled out a black stretchy material like a dress, featuring a straight neckline and a figure-hugging fit that showed off the curves I haad gained over the years in the force. I teamed this dress up with some black strappy heels and statement earrings. After a quick spin, I was satisfied with my look. My hair was going to be in a top bun tonight. My makeup was on point. I had grabbed a tube of mascara and turn back to the beautiful mirror in my room and began to layer another coat of mascara on my eyelashes leaving nothing but my lips left. I extended the end of a bright, pink gloss and glided it over my lips, puckering them slightly as if to suggest a kiss then used my fingers to dab away at the corners and anywhere I can color.

"Perfect..."I thought as I grabbed a small purse and turned towards my door to head out.

The moment I opened the door, I noticed Akira standing there with a simple tee and blue pants, and casual shoes. His hair wasn't up as it usually was but down and under a cap.