[1st POV]
"You don't have it? Are you fucking serious? I've been searching for it for a week now," I said to the muscular guy wearing a white tank top.
He was not bulky muscular, more like aesthetic muscular. He had a pretty face too, along with some piercings and tattoos that went from his chest to his right shoulder and neck.
He looked like the perfect manhwa bad boy.
"Nope, all sold out," he said.
"Are you lying to me? I know that magazine is for private VIP members or some shit, but I'm willing to pay any amount for it," I asked again.
"You can pay me a billion yen, but I can't sell it to you. Because we don't have it," he said.
I think this was the last adult porn shop in the whole of Tokyo that I hadn't gone to. They were more focused on BL and gay porn as well, but I had to try my luck as a final hope.
I sighed.
"Then do you have any other tapes or magazines by Mizuno Rei? Another material where she had red hair would be appreciated," I said.
"You seem like a hardcore fan, but you don't know anything about her, do you? She's naturally red haired," he said.
"Great."
"But unfortunately, we don't have any of her stuff either," he said.
"Damn it!" I slammed my fist on the counter.
What a fucking waste of time. I would've pestered Makima even harder if I knew the magazine was this rare.
"As you can see, our shop is focused more on male models rather than females," he said. "If you want, I can let you buy some tapes or magazines starring me."
"Orrr..." he said, leaning on the counter, "I can let you have it for free. Obviously, they would be signed."
His eyes molested me.
"....."
"..."
I wet my lips and said slowly, "If you don't stop that fuck me eyes I will gouge them out."
"Ohhh, feisty. I like it," he said. "I can be bottom too."
And I'm out. Like immediately.
Aki probably liked this shit, but not me.
I released a dramatic sigh to cool myself when I was outside the shop. I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was right about time I headed to the headquarters.
So with yet another failure of finding the magazine, I went to the headquarters.
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(Public Safety Commission Headquarters)
I stood at the entrance of the HQ building with a smoke in hand.
The Fourth Division was having a party in the evening, and I was waiting for Makima because we were supposed to be going there together.
I gave my members a half day off, so they were probably at the restaurant by now, enjoying themselves. But as a Captain, I had the duty of always working during working hours.
You'd think that the higher your position, the more you could slack, but not really. In Japan, leaders had lots of responsibility and had to set the example for everyone.
I miss my old country. It was so corrupt and a heaven for government officials.
When the clock struck five, the employees began leaving one by one. I stood at the side of the entrance door, watching the people leave work as my eyes occasionally glanced around in search of red hair among the mass.
"Fancy seeing you here," a familiar voice said to me.
I closed my eyes immediately.
"Hello," he said again. Now I could feel his presence standing in front of me.
"I can't open my eyes," I said.
"Why not?"
"As your acquaintance, I can't bear to see you at your lowest. My respect for you might fade away if I look," I said.
He slapped my shoulder.
"You asshole. My hair's grown now," he said.
I opened my eyes slowly, as if fearful of what I might see. My vision focused on his hair and his words stood true. The hair had grown.
But I closed my eyes again.
"What now?"
"The hair may hide it, but I still know the atrocious hairline underneath. The image is burned into my memory," I said.
"Fuck you," he said before jumping on me and locking my head between his arms.
We laughed, and I pushed him away.
Kizunaki Hanako, but everyone called him Kiki. His name was already feminine but his nickname was even more so. He hated it, but it stuck. He was one of the sweetest employees in the headquarters.
"If you're done messing around, give me a cig," he asked, and I gave him one from the pack. I didn't have to give him the lighter, though, as he had one of his own.
"Don't you have your own cigarettes?"
"Yeah, but mine's cheap. Yours is premium, you rich bastard," he said.
We smoked together for a second, letting the tobacco do its thing. I don't know, something about killing yourself slowly just scratches the male instinct.
"You waiting for someone?"
"Makima," I said.
"Lucky you."
I shook my head with a smile. "I guess."
"I've heard your division is also doing pretty well. Life seems alright for you. Keep it up," he said.
"I try. What about you, Kiki? How is life treating you these days?"
"Like a wife on her period. She's treating me pretty shitty," he said. "I think the haircut is really what started it."
He took a long drag before continuing.
"The reason why I tried the new style was because of my girlfriend. Things have been getting cold between us, so I thought a new look might light something up again. Turns out, chicks found another nest."
"Oh," I said dumbly, not knowing how else to react.
"Found out a week ago. My uncle from Hinohara died, so I got a leave. We were close, and I visited him from time to time. Taught me how to brew sake when I was a child. He was my last close family member after my parents died," he said.
"So I got off work early that day to attend the funeral. I should've just gone directly alone, but I thought we were close enough, you know. Having a shoulder to cry on would've been nice. I went to her home and found her alone with another man."
"Damn, were they fucking?" I asked.
"Fortunately, no. But they probably spent the night together, considering how comfortable he was in the kitchen," he said.
"Sorry to hear that."
"Four years. We've been together for four years, and she claimed she was breaking things off with him to focus on what we had. The guy's a bum, no job, alcoholic. A high school sweetheart she never got over."
"I absolutely humiliated myself," he said, finishing the smoke even faster than I did.
"Did you cry?" I asked.
"Yes, but of course not in front of her. It was weird, man. I wasn't sure why I was crying that day," he admitted.
I could only pat him on the shoulder to show empathy.
"But not everything is bad," he said, putting a smile on his face. "You know Shinna?"
"The strict lady?"
"Yup. Turns out she had a similar experience with her boyfriend. A real piece of work from what I've heard. Dude stole money from her purse at one point," he said with a chuckle. "Anyway, we've been bonding over our shared bad experience. She's pretty cool underneath all that tough lady act."
"Good for you," I said. "At one point, I thought she hated men."
"There is no reason to hate men or women. We just meet bad people sometimes," he said.
Makima finally walked out of the building.
"Well, there's your lady," he said. "I won't keep you up."
"Alright," I said.
"Thanks for listening to my rant."
"Not at all."
"Just a heads up. I overheard the girls talking this morning. Miss Makima wore a new lipstick," he said as he was leaving.
I laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."
Makima was standing there, and after seeing Kiki leave, she came up to me.
"Good evening, Jin," she said.
I nodded. "Good evening."
"New lipstick?" I said, acting like I noticed the change.
She gave me the most unimpressed look in history. It was very unimpressed, even for her standard. I think she overheard Kiki with her enhanced senses.
"Let's go, we are already late," she said.
We went to her car together. I entered the driver's seat because I was going to drive today.
After we got into the car, we were on our way to the restaurant.
There was an uncomfortable silence between us as we drove. The traffic was heavy since it was the time when all workers got off from their jobs. The journey to the restaurant might take longer than expected.
"Jin," Makima said eventually, addressing me by my name even though it was only the two of us. One of her weird quirks.
"Hm?"
"There was a Pig Devil in the Hotel Morino even before you arrived. Can you tell me anything about that?" she asked, turning to me.
"What? Aki didn't tell you anything?" I said with a smirk, eyes on the road. I had specifically told Aki to never say a word about our contract.
She exhaled a smile. "Yes."
It's been a week since that incident. I could guess she'd tried multiple times, but Aki wouldn't say anything to her. So giving up, she wanted to try me.
The question probably ate her up inside. One thing I knew about Makima was that she wanted to know everything and control everything.
"I can guess that it was a contract. But hybrids aren't supposed to be able to form contracts," she said. "How did you do it?"
"I'll tell you if you return my magazine and give me head while I drive," I said.
She stayed silent before she grabbed her hair together behind her head and then leaned down toward my crotch.
"What are you doing?" I said, quickly pushing her away.
She had a smile while letting go of her hair. "Don't ask for something you aren't prepared to get."
"You're crazy," I said in disbelief, fixing my pants so there wouldn't be two gear levers in the car.
"Since you gain the ability of every devil you consume, I think you used the Rabies Devil to turn Aki into your pawn. That would explain his disfigured ribs," she guessed.
I blinked.
That was a good idea.
Can I do that? Of course, I wouldn't do that to Aki in particular, but maybe I could do it to people I didn't really care about.
"....."
"So I'm correct?" she asked.
"..." I chose to stay silent.
She seemed to think that was confirmation because she smiled a real smile before turning her head to look out the window.
After more than ten minutes, we reached the restaurant and went inside together.
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Sorry for not updating recently. I got a cold for New Year.
Extra chapter at 200 stones tho. Easy goal.
Author : Should we seriously just fuck Makima? At this point she's just asking for it.
At the same time, that would be akin to Jin falling for her traps and she would think he was inferior due to falling for her game and losing.
Give your thoughts.