[3rd POV]
Jin Nakahara.
Or more famously known as the Pig Devil in the Devil Hunter society.
In just the span of 2 months since he joined the Public Safety Commission, he had proven himself to be one of the strongest Devil Hunters of the new era.
His quick rise could be attributed to the fact that the toughest and most dangerous missions were always assigned to him. And somehow, someway, he always came back stronger and having completed his objective.
The greatest weapon of the Public Safety Commission, they called him.
Hybrids were rare, especially after the great hybrid race where many countries experimented on trying to turn humans into half-devils. Some did it ethically while others turned to illegal means to reach their goal.
But most turned into failures or fiends.
The thing was that not only were most humans incapable of holding a devil's power and nature, no matter how weak, the devils themselves had to be willing or at least not resist the procedure.
In the end, no matter how they tried, only a few managed to become hybrids and the vision was abandoned.
And those that were hybrids, they were called living weapons.
As the first devil hybrid in Japan, Jin was their living weapon.
And use him they did. The fact that the Pig Devil could grow stronger the more he consumed devils never deterred them. Quite the opposite, actually, the higher-ups used the Pig Devil as a means to permanently eliminate devils that often appeared in their country.
This was why Jin was assigned as many high-profile missions as he was. Few were known by the public, while most were classified.
And in case the Pig Devil grew too strong beyond their control, they had confidence in the Control Devil, which they had under contract. So there was really nothing stopping them.
Even in the Public Safety Commission, almost everyone was familiar with the name. Jin Nakahara, the Pig Devil hybrid, was put in the same pedestal as the highest class Devil Hunters like Kishibe.
But it was not just them.
It got to the point that his name and existence were already attracting the eyes of other nations, too. Devil Hunters and the strength of a country's military had always been interlinked, even though the world tried its best to deny it.
In conclusion, Jin Nakahara, after two months of escaping his torture and years of living in the Chainsaw Man world, had finally cemented his name and existence in this universe.
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[1st POV]
(2 months since his escape)
"What the fuck is even Vomit Devil?" I asked, standing in front of the goo left by the devil I just killed.
I was in my birthday suit, meaning I was naked for the slow readers. The tradition of being naked after transforming continued to follow me.
I wasn't like Chainsaw Man, who only grew chainsaws on his limbs and face when turning into devil form. My transformation was always hideous and beyond my normal size, so my clothes would rupture.
"People really are scared of anything," I said, talking to the other Devil Hunters around me. They were all from the Public Safety Commission and were unable to deal with the devil, although it was weak.
They didn't have a way to kill it. So I came in to do their job.
I turned to them. They were a full squad, so they were six or seven.
"You," I pointed at one of them, "Are you afraid of vomit?"
"N-No?"
"How about you?" I pointed to another.
"No sir,"
"And you,"
"No,"
"What about you?"
"Not at all," even the girl said while shrugging her shoulders.
"Then who the fuck is scared of vomit? I think we need to find this out," I said and grabbed my chin thoughtfully, "Unless there is a devil for any and everything in the world, and it's only the fear that gives them strength. That would mean they don't materialise from fear but the existence of their concept instead."
I turned towards them, and they turned away. The only girl in the squad blushed and covered her face instead of turning away like the guys. But I know she did that because she wanted to stare.
It's fine, she can stare at my glorious nakedness.
I scanned the Devil Hunters around me, looking for someone my size. I was quite tall by Japanese standards at 6'1 feet, so it was hard to see someone wearing my size. But luckily, I saw someone. Although he was also bulkier than me, his clothes would have to do.
"You," I pointed at him, "Give me your clothes?"
"Huh?"
"I said strip down and give me your clothes. I came all the way here to clean your mess. The least you could do is give me your clothes," I said once again.
In the end, the man stripped down. He wore boxers and a tank top under his uniform, so he was not completely naked after stripping.
I took his clothes and wore his pants.
"Mr Jin, are you gonna...?" one of them asked, unsure.
But I knew exactly what he was referring to.
"Nope, not eating the Vomit Devil," I said. The pants were loose on the waist, so I had to tighten the shit out of the belt. "Even I have standards."
After putting on the shirt, I left the scene. I was only starting my morning patrol but since I had taken down a devil already, that meant I could have the rest of the day off. The Public Safety Commission regulations state that after a Devil Hunter exterminates a devil, they can take the an off to rest or recover.
I decided to head to a cafe and slack off for the rest of the morning there. The place where I killed the Vomit Devil was an unfinished construction site, the kind of place where alcoholics hang out at night, so there was no one around.
But when I came out of the public sidewalk, I immediately got glances from the people. I had not buttoned my shirt properly, but I did not mind their stares. I walked along the sidewalk while fixing my clothes.
"Damn, this shit is annoying," I said while trying to fit into the clothes clearly oversized for me.
I had grown quite lean and muscular in the passing month. Every time I ate a devil and got stronger, my base form did too, so right now, I had the body of an athlete with low body fat. I looked quite good in the mirror these days.
But that bulky guy made me feel small now.
"He must've worn one size bigger than his perfect fit," I coped.
I glanced at the signboards and advertisement posters as I walked. Eventually, I saw a sign about a cafe nearby, so I followed the direction where it said the cafe was located.
In this backward world, there was no Google map yet, so especially in clustered cities like Tokyo, there were many posters and signboards. You find your way through these signs.
I turned a corner, following the directions of the poster. After walking for a bit, I saw another poster, this one having the same design as earlier and instructing me to go up the stairs.
I did.
After coming out, I turned to the left. I walked past a vending machine that had some people waiting to get their turn. Canned tea or coffee was a go-to for people in the morning too busy to go to a cafe, so it was used a lot during this time. Had there been no one else, I might've bought a drink too.
I found a used handkerchief in the pocket of the pants and I threw it away in the corner. Japan had very few public trash cans, it was ridiculous. So I tossed the fabric behind the side plants.
Then I saw the same poster near an alley. It had a cute purple haired chibi girl pointing at the alley and saying, 'Secret Shortcut'.
It was cute, honestly.
I entered the alley and when I did, I was hit with a sense of nostalgia.
"This feels familiar," I said to myself while walking through the alley.
The cafe was located on the other side of the road. On the wall, there was a congratulatory poster. 'You have reached your destination, good job traveller!!'
I chuckled and entered the cafe.
"Welcome!!"
A feminine voice greeted me. I said feminine because it was, even more than your average girl. She had a nice voice, I noted immediately.
And that was when I finally saw her.
And I immediately realised why the alley felt so oddly familiar.
I froze and stared.
In front of me, serving a few customers while holding a circular steel tray, was a purple-haired girl every Chainsawman fan would recognise.
Reze.
The Soviet Spy.
The Bomb Devil.
And the girl who made me cry so hard when I saw her movie.
What was the meme again? 100 Men vs 'turth is, I haven't been to school either'
We lost every single time.
My personal past life might be blurry but I clearly remembered her.
"....."
"....."
For a moment, we just stared at each other in silence. Until she shook her head and renewed her smile, as if she was determined to start over.
"Welcome to the Crossroads Cafe!" she said, now standing straight.
And what did I do?
Of course, I turned around and grabbed the door to leave.
"Wait a minute sir!!" she said and grabbed me on my shoulder to stop me.
I let her turn me around, and now we were standing close.
"Did I do something wrong?" she asked while blinking. Her acting was perfect, a small, shy blush like she was an innocent girl pushing herself to be friendly.
"No, I just realised I am not in the mood for coffee," I said.
"We have tea too. We have the best tea, actually!!" she said. "Please come inside,"
It would be awkward to deny that. So I stepped deeper into the cafe where she led me to an open seat. The cafe was not big but the people inside were not big either. I saw four customers in total.
"Please sit here, I'll get you your tea right away," she said while sitting me down.
"Can't have a customer running out on me like that, I just started this job," she said, "Maybe you can leave when it's another person's shift", she stuck out her tongue playfully.
She left and ran back to the counter to deliver more orders.
I kept my eyes on her while wondering what I just got myself into. I had so many questions, like what is she doing here? What am I doing here?
Had Reze always been a spy in Tokyo, and after Denji arrived, was she only activated through orders to kill him? Or was she here because of me? I was earlier than Denji, so technically, I took his place as the special Hybrid.
Whatever it was, I waited for my tea to arrive.
It better be the best tea in the world.
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[IMAGE, Give me nice Reze pics. I know you have them if you watched the movie]
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