Makima's smile finally subsided and turned into an expressionless look.
Because she finally confirmed one thing, that is, the status of the man in front of her was equal to hers.
He cannot be dominated by power, cannot be bound by emotions and fetters, and has absolute confidence in himself. In Makima's opinion, folk demon hunter Heather is more [powerful] than the Prime Minister of Japan or the President of the United States.
What is powerful is both [force] and [heart].
For the first time, Makima became interested in existence other than Chainsaw Man.
In Machima's view, even Uchiha Hayashi can only gain a slight upper hand in front of her by relying on the higher position granted by the cabinet government. Humans are no different from dogs in her eyes. This is not a malicious disparagement but Machima's
true thoughts.
Makima relies on [smell] to identify living things and humans. The smell of strong people smells better, and the smell of weak people is better controlled.
Now Machima has met a human being who can be equal to herself, which makes her feel excited.
Thinking of this, Makima squeezed her legs closer together and smiled again on her face: "Unfortunately, it seems that our deal has broken down."
"Obviously." Heather shrugged.
The two were silent for a while, then stood up from the public seats almost at the same time.
"Don't think about it anymore?" Makima put her hands behind her back and tilted her head slightly.
Heather grinned, showing her white teeth: "After thinking about it, compared to the staid Kyoto area, the Tokyo area is indeed more interesting, don't you think so?"
"Well...this is a novel angle."
"Hey, don't think about throwing away the reward."
"Don't worry, the stuff is here."
As she spoke, Makima snapped her fingers, and a police officer wearing a black windbreaker and a gentleman's hat immediately walked out of the shadows of the alley behind him. He handed over a black leather suitcase with both hands. On the suitcase were placed long bags wrapped in black cloth.
Strip-shaped objects.
Makima said with a smile: "Four million yen has been deposited into your account. In the box is the dark blue casual suit you specified. The materials are all made of the highest standards of police demon hunter uniforms. Wrapped in black cloth.
The anti-demon slicing knife that can only be applied for by those with the level of deputy captain of the exorcism section and above is also the straight knife style you specified."
Holding the box behind her shoulder with her left hand and holding the long black cloth strip with her right hand, Heather nodded and prepared to leave.
But Machima stopped him.
"... I would like to ask, is it really just the so-called [Wolf Demon] that you rely on?"
Makima was really curious, extremely curious. She leaned slightly towards Heather, her golden pupils getting closer and closer to Heather:
"What gives you such strong self-confidence and the strength to support it?"
"This is a stupid question to ask. The thing that can support self-confidence is naturally [strength], otherwise it can be a safe word?"
Heather looked impatient: "If you don't want to date me, then don't bother me, okay?"
Watching Heather gradually disappearing into the crowd, the corners of Makima's mouth curled up wider and wider.
Heather, after I take care of Chainsaw Man, it will be your turn next.
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The job of slaying demons is not as boring as Denji imagined.
It was his first official job after joining the Anti-Devil Class 1. Denji was arranged by Mr. Fu to form a team with Hikiko.
A special lesson on fighting monsters, the ‘Ambush Team’, gathered at the entrance of the underground parking lot of Fosford Mall.
Looking at the young man with yellow hair combed in a middle-parted style on his shoulders, Denji pointed at him and shouted: "Ah! I recognize you, you are the stupid one who was with Mr. Suzhan that day.
green!"
"Leng... you are the least qualified person to say that I am stupid!"
Hikiko, who originally extended his hand to Denji as a courtesy, froze the smile on his face, turned to Mr. Fu and shouted: "Master! Can I change my partner?"
Mr. Fu smiled awkwardly and was interrupted by the woman next to him just as he was about to speak.
This was a tall beauty with long purple hair hanging down behind her. She leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke before saying:
"Angjun, Denci-kun is right. Denci-kun, you have to maintain a certain level of respect for Angjun, who is a senior... Forget it, whoever performs the best between the two of you today, I will take him to participate.
Beicheng and Shino will both attend the social party on Saturday night."
"Miss Beijo!?" Denci suddenly thought of the beautiful short-haired beauty with a gentle attitude at the dinner party. In terms of appearance and temperament, Beijo Mari was the most memorable beauty in Denci's memory after Makima at the party that day.
As soon as Hioki heard the name "Shino", he immediately opened his nostrils and blew out hot breath, his fighting spirit rising.
"Qianhe, isn't this too exaggerated..." Mr. Fu approached the beautiful woman named Tianping Qianhe and whispered: "These two children are very innocent, don't tease them too much."
Chizuru Tenping held a cigarette in his mouth and shrugged his shoulders: "There will indeed be a social gathering on Saturday, and Mari Beicheng and Shino Umi will also attend. I didn't lie to them. But you, please don't dote on them too much, Mr. Fu."
Mr. Fu, who has always been a good old man, looked at Denji who was constantly swinging his fire ax towards the open space and Hioki who was jumping around with his hands behind his back. He was silent for a while and could only sigh.
Let’s wait until we get back to correct our attitudes.
The expression on his face became serious, and he clapped his hands to signal everyone to look at him:
"Let's talk about our mission goal this time. Four hours ago, a car demon appeared in the three-level underground parking lot of Fossil Department Store. Four folk demon hunters have already lost their lives, so it's our turn to appear."
"The car... picked up a hot potato." Qianhe held a cigarette in her mouth and crossed her arms in front of her body, her tone slightly unhappy.
Hikion's originally hot mood was poured with cold water: "The car demon should be very powerful, right? After all, car accidents happen every minute around the world, and it is natural for people to be afraid of car accidents."
"Oh oh oh sorority party!" Denji continued to wave the fire ax towards the open space.
Mr. Fu pretended not to see Denci's actions and said to the other two people: "So we have to try to kill the car demon as quickly as possible, otherwise there will be a terrible counterattack waiting for us. Denci is a newcomer, Chizuru is
For those colleagues from Section 2 who came over temporarily to provide support, I think we need to communicate with each other about our respective contract demons first."
Hiki Aung immediately said: "My contracted demon is a locust! As long as you pay part of the body parts and make the corresponding gesture, you can summon the huge sickle limb of the locust demon to attack the enemy."
Chizuru blew out the smoke: "My contracted demon is a mold. If you bite your hand and donate blood, you can mold a certain part of your opponent's body. Even if the demon drinks blood and regenerates, it can't make the mold disappear."
"My contracted demon is a swamp. By sacrificing some body parts, you can summon the arm of the swamp demon, which can be used for frontal attacks or cooperation to control the enemy."
After saying that, Mr. Fu looked at Denci: "...Denci?"
"Ohhhhh date!!!"
The whirring sound of fire axes swung across the clearing was the answer.
Mr. Fu pinched his eyebrows: "Denji has the power to turn into a chainsaw demon. He can be resurrected by drinking blood. He is suitable to serve as a vanguard and main attacker."
"Majin?" Chizuru looked at Denci suspiciously. Even a demon wouldn't be so rational, right?
"He is neither a devil nor a demon, nor a human being. That's why Mr. Kuzan is interested in cultivating Denji."