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Now that the matter of my personal hygiene was finally taken care of after God knows how long, I exited the showers, bought myself another McTeriyaki burger on the way ($113 left), and then, by 1 PM, I reached a payphone.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover that, unlike in Chile, the payphone actually fucking worked, and it wasn't just a magnet for hobos to go and piss all over them for sport.
…As a note for later, I should probably reevaluate how much of my life has revolved around pissing in public spaces. It was concerning, to say the least.
While reading the business card Rias gave me yesterday (which was stored in my backpack, the reading being done conveniently by E.E) I dialed the number and inserted a loose 100 yen coin I had from yesterday's hustle.
Idly biting the McTeriyaki burger (which was quickly becoming the only thing on my diet) I waited for someone to answer.
…Goddamn, why the fuck haven't they exported the McTeriyaki to anywhere else in the world. Fuck me.
Finally, the line got picked up.
"Hello? Who is this?"
Swallowing the bite of burger beforehand, I answered.
"It's Daniel."
After hearing some silence from the other side, I hesitantly added.
"...you know, the homeless guy?"
A low, womanly chuckle came from the other end.
"Why yes, I know who you are. I'm just looking for the President. Please wait a little."
I frowned at her answer, but wisely and calmly decided to not start fights with Rias' secretary or whatever she was…
Despite how much I wanted to, since she was just assuming (correctly) that I was homeless.
Okay, I know I just told her that I was homeless but it's the principle of the matter.
…Fuck this bitch.
Before my thoughts could get any more violent, a familiar, pleasant voice came on.
"Hello Daniel, I take it you're ready to talk about my offer then?"
Right, she still thought I was interested.
"Yeah… about that-"
"Before you say anything, maybe we should discuss this face to face?"
There really wasn't any need for that.
"See, I just-"
"We can discuss this inside my, well, headquarters in this city, as it were. Please, come to Kuoh Academy, I'll have someone waiting for you there. You can come right now, if you like."
…I took another bite from the McTeriyaki.
I was getting absolutely shoved into a face-to-face meeting that would help absolutely no one, but I'd admit that I was curious about what the demon's headquarters looked like.
And why those headquarters were located inside a highschool. Mostly the second part.
"Fucking— sure, whatever. I'll go right now, I guess."
I didn't bother with more pleasantries, simply hanging up the phone. I really wanted to skip town already.
Sure, I had a bonfire here, which was cool, but I could create more (at the cost of a human life) and frankly this was a very boring town overall, devils residing here notwithstanding.
With my funds I could've easily gotten a bus or train ticket (the last one being a cool novelty for me), so I was going to do this meeting with Rias, ask the questions I needed answers to, then go somewhere else. Frankly, the benefits of doing so were endless.
First, I'd no longer be under the watchful eye of Rias and her gang of colorful teens, so I could actually do what I did best and start the mugging enterprise again.
Second, I would probably encounter more of these 'strays' to gain XP since they weren't getting actively hunted by Rias' gang, and finally, and the most important one of them all…
I wanted to visit more places. Tourism, if you will.
I was a simple man at the end of the day.
Plans now set, I gulped the rest of the McTeriyaki down my gullet. Then, with a bit of pep in my step, I headed for Kuoh Academy.
…I hope no one there recognized the crazy man with the gun from the day before yesterday.
….
It took a little while, but I finally reached the gates of the frankly ridiculous school.
The academy looked like a lavish waste of money of which its only purpose was to mock the common populace, with its tall infrastructure and old-timey sort of vibe, the kind that would have pretentious shitty piano music playing inside it 24/7.
It looked like only rich-snobby fuckers would ever spend their lifetime's worth of daddy's money to attend this shithole shrine to capitalism, getting a free pass into perfect jobs with daddy's connections and while we were fucking at it add that they didn't even need to fucking work in the first place or to even get the damned education to begin with because they already won at life by simply being FUCKING BORN with the SHINIEST FUCKING SILVER SPOON up their FUCKING ASSHOLE.
…No, I was NOT sour about my education. Shut the fuck up.
As I neared the gates, I spotted the small white-haired girl from yesterday, wearing what seemed to be the school uniform (which sported a scandalously short skirt, short enough that it made me want to call the school in the guise of a concerned parent).
She gave me a bored look, which quickly turned into one of disapproval.
"You can't smoke here."
Fucking hell.
"Says who," I retorted, because I wasn't about to get policed by a teenage girl with stupid hair that's hiding a cat-tail up her bum.
"The academy's rules. You can't smoke here. It's also disgusting."
I considered momentarily to acquiesce to her rather reasonable request, then firmly discarded the notion.
Ever since I arrived here, I haven't been able to finish a single fucking cigarette without something interrupting me.
Be it demons with thousands of tits, murder scenes, or nosy assholes like this little girl.
Okay, I have smoked cigarettes other times without interruption, but IT WAS THE PRINCIPLE OF THE MATTER.
I took a rather slow drag of the cigarette, savoring the disapproval of the girl's gaze, then smoothly let out the smoke past my lips.
"If this is meant to help the recruitment efforts then I think you're doing a piss-poor job at it."
She stayed silent, probably debating internally if she should raise a bigger fuss about this, then sighed in resignation.
"Just follow me."
Ah, the taste of victory. Adult man: 1 - Teenage girl: 0.
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