A foreigner's journey

Machima's smile finally faded and turned into a expressionless expression.

Because she finally confirmed one thing, that is, the status of the man in front of her was equal to hers.

Unable to be dominated by power, unable to be bound by emotions and fetters, and have absolute confidence in oneself. In Machima's opinion, the 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, Machima became interested in something other than Chainsaw Man.

From Machima's point of view, even Uchiha Kuzan can only gain a slight upper hand in front of her by relying on the higher position granted by the cabinet government. In her eyes, humans are no different from dogs. This is not a malicious disparagement but Makima's true thoughts.

Makima relies on [smell] to identify living things and humans. The smell of the strong smells better, and the smell of the weak is better controlled.

Now that Machima had met a human being who was her equal, she was excited.

Thinking of this, Machima squeezed her legs closer together, and a smile appeared on her face again: "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 again?" 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 circle, the Tokyo circle 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, it's 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 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 demon-killing sword that can only be applied for by those with the level of deputy captain of the Exorcism Section or above, is also the straight sword style you specified."

Holding the box behind her shoulder with her left hand and holding the long black cloth in 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 is 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 just stop bothering me, okay?"

Seeing Heather gradually disappearing into the crowd, the curve of the corners of Makima's mouth became wider and wider.

Heather, when I take care of Chainsaw Man, it'll be your turn next.

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The job of slaying demons is not as boring as Denji imagined.

It was his first formal job after joining the Anti-Devil Class 1. Denji was arranged by Mr. Fu to form a team with Hikiko.

The 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 him, you are the stupid guy who was with Mr. Suzhan that day. green!"

"Leng... you are the least qualified person to say that I am stupid!"

The smile on Hioki's face, which had originally extended his hand to Denji as a courtesy, froze, 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 degree 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 Beicheng!?" Denci suddenly thought of the beautiful short-haired beauty with a gentle attitude at the dinner party, and suddenly his imagination went wild. In terms of appearance and temperament, Kitajiro Mari was the most memorable beauty at the party that day, second only to Makima and Jean Denci.

As soon as Hioki heard the name 'Shino', he immediately opened his nostrils and blew out hot breath, his fighting spirit high.

"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 is indeed a social gathering on Saturday, and Mari Beicheng and Shino Umi will also attend. I didn't lie to them. But you, don't dote on them too much, Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu, who has always been a good old man, looked at Denji who was swinging the 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 Fosford 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 cold water on him: "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 must try to kill the car demon as quickly as possible, otherwise there will be a terrible counterattack waiting for us. Denci is a newcomer, and Chizuru is For my 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."

Hikiang immediately said: "My contract 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 the swamp. By sacrificing some body parts, you can summon the arms of the swamp demon. You can carry out frontal attacks or cooperate 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 transform 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 Kuzan-san has developed an interest in Denji."

Mr. Fu clapped his hands again:

"Okay everyone, get ready to work."