"I Have Done You A Favor, Now It's Your Turn"

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"A deal is a deal, give me what we have agreed upon Shiratori."

At the corner of the alleyway, Rin cornered the rebellious teen- who he has no idea who he is- with a curled fist up to his extravagant jacket. Quite a fluff, Maybe I should steal this exquisite fabric?

Shiratori scoffed, mocking the male in front of him as he shoves the boy's hand off of him. "Come on now Okumura! We were good friends! Don't you remember?"

"A friend with you? Such an absurd story, that won't do you any good." Rin twists his face to disgust, ignoring the darting eyes of the male for escape.

He could care less if the boy runs like a dog, but, he needed to retrieve the items he requested from him. He could've left him and scared him if it wasn't for the item he lacked to accomplish his schemes. Other than that, he has no connections with this teenager.

Struggling isn't helping at all as well.

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"That's a bit rude 'ya know! We were best pals!" Shiratori tried and tried, only to be pressed up at the filthy wall and nearly jabbed at the nose when a first flew and missed his face.

Rin leaned up closer to the male, shone the bright crimson eyes he adored and gratefully obtained. "I won't play games with a mortal like you. Lend me the commodities I requested, and you shall receive a reward to fulfill your heart's content."

Done the work per usual, Shiratori gave the bag filled with items that Rin specifically requested.

With that said, the demon left the mortal in the alleyway.

Rin peered inside the bag, smiling as he was bestowed with an acidic chemical- well, all of them were- and ingredients for the 'feast'.

Looking high above to see the sunrise, he frowned.

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Shura groaned, it has been a couple of hours since they entered the place full of unknown. By this time, she had gotten used to the strange carvings and scriptures up on the walls and floor.

Each carved it placed, however, she can feel deep within. A meaning or some sort, but she couldn't take a moment, as the group was ahead of her. To be lost in this...basement- Mephisto so daringly called- would end her up like the wandering souls.

Whilst she has done that, she had also discovered a few pieces that do not seem to fit in the right order. Such as pieces of artifacts that do not seem to belong to their place base on their pattern, slots on the ground that must be filled by some foreign object- well, the majority of them contains the keys, yet, it does not fit in the gaps.

"Kirigakure-san, must we linger around the grounds of void when we are here only to collect the tiara of bizarre and few items?"

Startled, she whipped her head to face the demon grinning at her. Not unusual, but it is a bit disturbing. No less, he is a demon with knowledge amongst these traps and puzzles, he could've started something and wanted to lure her there.

Mephisto extends a hand, a bubble gum wrap on top of his palm. It was snatched away by the sibling though. Amaimon was quick to fling the wrapper once the gum was placed on his mouth. The older sibling sighed, "That is not for you Amaimon.

"Don't care."

The older demon scrunched his face, "Please be a considerate demon for now brother. This is Miss Kirigakure's first time under here.