[1st POV]
(1 week later)
You know what?
My life ain't all that bad.
I can't believe I'm actually saying this after I was in absolute torture just a week ago, but I was glad I hung on and escaped.
Life was good for me, at least for the moment.
The only thing that I had to do was patrol every day, kill a weak devil here and there, get a shit load of pay and enjoy life eating the most delicious Japanese cuisines.
It felt like a vacation, to be honest.
And killing devils had also been a fun activity ever since I learned that I got stronger when I ate devils. I did not know how that ability came since I was the Pig Devil but I was not complaining.
The stronger I get, the better chances I would have at surviving the upcoming tragedies.
But for now, it was rather peaceful.
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My phone rang as I ran across the sidewalk of the road. I was assigned a mission in Kabukicho, the red light district area of Tokyo.
Normally, I would just patrol and kill any weak devil that appeared close by. But ever since a few days ago, the higher-ups had been assigning me with proper devil extermination missions. They knew I was strong and after a few proofs that I was competent, they wanted to use me to a higher standard.
After all, it was way better to send a hybrid who could heal in a dangerous mission than human Devil Hunters.
I took the phone out of my pocket. It was an old phone, like a Nokia with a keypad. But apparently this was the newest and latest model in the world.
I had only a few contacts on my phone, so if I had a call, it was always important.
"Hello?"
"Are you finished with your mission?" Aki asked from the other side of the phone.
"Nope, Kabukicho is quite far, but I'm already here. I'm running towards the contaminated area as we speak," I said as I continued to run.
Even in my base form, I was much stronger than your average human, so I was running full sprint, but it felt like I was jogging.
"You done with yours?"
"Yup. The first division is always efficient," he said.
Aki would occasionally work with the first division when they took big missions, this was one such case. Believe it or not, but Aki was a very talented Devil Hunter at a young age.
The special divisions of Tokyo were a unique sector of the Public Safety Bureau, kind of like the FBI. The first division was the most elite followed by the second and third division. The four division, on the other hand, were new and experimental. This division contained many fiends and other weird methods that the Public Safety Commission had in its forces.
"I thought you'd be done by now, considering how excited you were to take this mission. The Sex Devil is the target, right?" Aki asked.
"Yup, the Sex Devil. Not sure how it could be a strong devil, though. Who the hell is scared of sex?"
"Rape victims, perhaps," Aki said.
"Whatever, I'm just excited to see it for myself," I said with a grin.
"I'm not sure the devil would be the sexy girl you are hoping for," Aki said in a dead tone.
"Sex Devil, and the myths about succubus. There is a high chance I'm right," I said.
At that point, I reached the brothel where the devil appeared last night. The place was already there, along with a few staff from the Public Safety Commission.
I jumped over the police tapes put up around the area and quickly headed inside the brothel after giving my card to the people surrounding the area.
I was still on my call, chatting with Aki as I quickly scanned the inside of the building. The place reeked of urine, alcohol and blood.
"You think you'll be back in time to make dinner?" Aki asked, "It's your turn to cook."
"Ya, I'm already inside. This should be over in a jiffy," I said and began exploring the building.
"I'll buy wagyu on the way home."
"Yes!" I could hear Aki celebrating on the other side of the phone. After finding out how amazing of a cook I was when it came to meat dishes, he was addicted.
After I made my way to the second floor, which was where the rooms were, I felt a presence close by. I did not react to it immediately, giving the devil a chance to show itself.
And as I walked down the hallway, it materialized behind me.
I stopped.
Then I turned slowly to look at the devil.
I froze when I saw its appearance.
"...."
"What happened?" Aki asked from the other side of the phone since I suddenly grew quiet.
"Nothing," I answered and rubbed my eyes. The thing in front was a sore to the eyes. "The devil appeared, I'm looking at it right now."
"Really? Is it up to your expectation?"
"Not one bit."
"What does it look like?" he asked.
I opened my mouth and hesitated for a second, ".....Looks like a giant dick."
Aki exploded in laughter on the phone. Meanwhile, I did not find it funny at all. Especially when the balls were eyes and the dick had foreskin and what looked like smegma overflowing from the top like a volcano.
"Good luck, you have to eat that now."
"I'll leave this to the other Devil Hunters. I ain't touching that," I said and turned off the call. I put the phone back in my pocket and all this time, the devil was just staring at me.
"I'll leave you now. Have a good day," I said and turned to leave. I intended to jump off the nearest window.
But to my absolute horror, the dick devil grew in size. It became erect and began showing veins all over.
And then it swung its entire length at me.
I took everything back.
My life is a dick.
BOOOOOOM!!!
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[1st POV]
"I'm home," Aki announced as he entered the apartment.
I was in the small kitchen, already cooking the wagyu I bought on the way home. I was wearing a new set of clothes I bought on the way.
After I defeated the devil, I blitzed home as fast as I could in my hybrid form and proceeded to take the hottest and cleanest shower known to mankind. I used half of a full toothpaste to brush my teeth as well.
What happened in the red light district stayed in the red light district. The thing that happened was more traumatizing to me than being cut apart for years.
"Ah, you're already home Jin," he said.
"Hmm," I nodded without turning to him.
Silence followed and a weird kind of tension built up between us. I was turning my back on him and he did not make a single sound. But I could feel the spreading grin on his face.
"Not a word Aki."
"...."
"Please, not a word."
"...."
"I'm not saying anything," he said with a shrug and moved past me. He made his way towards his bedroom, and before he entered completely, he turned back to me.
"So how's the dick?"
"Fuck!!" I beat the spatula on the counter so hard that it broke instantly.
Aki shut the door of his room while laughing.
Typical friend behaviour. Dudes create friendships rather easily, and after being roommates for a week, Aki and I had grown close. Close enough that we would confidently call each other friends.
I was sure he was going to tease me about this for a long time. Now he had more power than me. The usual man bun jokes were not going to cut it anymore.
I finished cooking the steak while Aki changed his clothes and got into a shower. After he was done and was drying his long hair with a white towel, dinner was already waiting for him.
"Thank you for the food," we said in unison before we dug in.
Along with the steak, I made some mashed potatoes and vegetables using the remaining flavors of the steak juice. There was also rice on the table because asians could not eat a meal without white rice.
Fortunately, Aki had the tact to not bring up what happened during dinner. Had he mentioned that even one more time, I was ready to bombard him with the vivid description of its appearance.
The steak itself was equal in size. One sad thing about being a devil hybrid was that I could never feel full. No matter how much I ate, I always had a gnawing hunger inside of me. So it did not really matter if I ate a lot or not at all.
At this point I was eating for the taste.
"Miss Makima ordered us to report to her first thing in the morning. You will not have to wake up early to patrol tomorrow," he said while enjoying the food.
It was always good to see your cooking being appreciated.
"What gives?" I asked.
"No idea, she did not say anything other than that," he said.
"Typical," I said, already finishing my meal when he had not eaten a quarter of his portion. I picked up a newspaper from the counter and read it.
"You know we should not really trust her when she is being secretive like this," I said while briefly scanning the titles on the news.
The tension between the Soviet Union and America increased. A new devil appeared and killed three people in the red light district last night. The minister is accused of corruption. Yomiuri Giants edge Hanshin Tigers in an extra-inning thriller, baseball.
I also eyed the year on the newspaper, 1997.
This world was much different from my previous world and that was not just about the time period. World War 2 never happened, Nazi did not exist, the USA and Soviet Union were in a Cold War etc.
"Miss Makima is ranked higher than us. She need not tell us everything," Aki said long after I thought he would not defend her.
I cringed behind the newspaper. This hopeless boy was so in love with her. Being friends with Aki was a huge risk on my side because of the tragic fate that awaited him. I did not know how, but he was one of those characters who died soon.
And even in the anime, he sacrificed most of his lifespan to forge devil contracts. It was like being friends with a depressed, suicidal person.
"Whatever you say, man," I said with a shrug.
Whatever the case, if he was to be my friend, saving him would be up there in my list of priorities.
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