Lex paid the bill and led the way outside, pulling out a sleek device. With a press of a button, he activated a signal, notifying his driver of his location. He slid the device back into his pocket with a grin and looked around, clearly in his element. Just then, a glossy black car pulled up, and the driver stepped out, offering Lex a respectful nod.

Driver: "Mr. Luther, we're ready to take you and your guest back to the hotel."

Lex turned to Denji with a playful smirk, raising an eyebrow. "Looks like it's showtime! Ready to get spoiled?"

Denji nodded, a wide smile stretching across his face. This was all so new to him. He followed Lex to the car, and Lex held the door open—a surprisingly thoughtful gesture.

Denji: grinning as he got in "Thanks, man. Feels like I'm living in some kinda dream."

They settled into the plush leather seats, Denji taking in the luxury with a look of amazement. Everything here felt like a world away from the rough life he'd known.

Lex: chuckling "Wait till you see the hotel! It's got everything—top-notch food, fancy rooms, even some entertainment. You won't wanna leave."

The driver started the engine, and as they pulled away from the curb, Denji leaned back, smiling contentedly. "Can't wait. This is way better than what I'm used to," he admitted, feeling like he was finally getting a taste of the life he'd dreamed of. Memories of his old struggles flickered through his mind, but for once, the thought didn't sting as much. Lex's company made it feel like he was stepping into a better future.

Denji: after a moment, looking at Lex with a hint of gratitude "Hey, Lex? Thanks for all this. I really appreciate it."

Lex waved off his thanks, his grin lighthearted. "Don't mention it! Trust me, you're gonna fit right in."

As they cruised through Tokyo, the city's bright neon lights reflected off the car windows, creating a colorful blur. Denji watched, captivated by the city's vibrance. There were people everywhere, street vendors, flashing signs, and the faint sound of music, each piece a reminder of the life he'd missed.

Lex noticed his awe and leaned over, grinning. "Pretty amazing, huh? This city never sleeps. There's always something happening, something new to explore."

Denji chuckled, nodding. "I could get used to this. It's like everyone's just... enjoying themselves. Feels kinda unreal."

Lex: leaning back, pleased "That's the point! For now, just live in the moment. Leave your worries behind."

They turned onto a quieter street lined with cherry blossom trees, their soft petals glowing under the streetlights. Denji watched, mesmerized. "I've never seen anything like this," he murmured. "Where I came from, it was... bleak. But this? It's like something outta a dream."

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Lex glanced at him, his voice shifting slightly, becoming more serious. "Life's got ups and downs, sure. But remember, you've got people on your side now—me, the H.G.O. Whatever happens, we've got your back."

Denji nodded, his chest tightening as the weight of Lex's words hit him. For the first time, he felt like he wasn't facing the world alone. "Yeah. I'll remember that. I'm ready for whatever comes next."

They arrived at the hotel, and the driver parked smoothly at the curb. He stepped out, holding the bags of their recent purchases. The cool night air swirled around them as they entered the hotel's bustling lobby. Devil hunters mingled in casual gear, blending with the regular guests and creating a lively energy.

Lex spotted Hashi, the receptionist, and approached her with a confident smile. As he brushed a stray strand of her hair back, she flushed, her professionalism faltering for a moment.

Lex: charming "Hey there, Hashi. Got a room for my friend here?"

Hashi's cheeks pinkened as she looked up, glancing briefly at Denji with a smile before returning to Lex. "Of course, Lex. How long will your friend be staying?"

Lex looked back at Denji, giving him an encouraging nod. "Let's say eight months. My buddy's still getting settled." He gestured to Denji, who stepped up to the desk, giving Hashi a casual wave.

Denji: awkward but smiling "Thanks for having us."

Hashi: typing swiftly, her smile widening "It's our pleasure, Denji. I'll get your room ready right away!"

As she worked, Lex leaned casually on the desk, scanning the lobby. Despite the military vibe from the devil hunters, the hotel felt warm and welcoming. Hashi looked up, beaming.

Hashi: "Alright, Denji, you're all set. Room's on the third floor, and I'll make sure you're well taken care of." She cast Lex a shy glance. "Enjoy your stay, and let me know if there's anything else I can help with."

Lex: grinning "Thanks, Hashi! You're the best."

Denji took the key card, gripping it tightly, feeling a rush of excitement. This was a taste of normalcy he hadn't experienced in a long time. "Thanks a lot," he said sincerely.

Lex: clapping him on the back "Alright, buddy! Let's drop off your stuff and grab a bite. I'm starving!"

As they waited for the elevator, Denji caught his reflection in the polished doors. The face staring back was the same, but for the first time, he didn't feel out of place.

Once inside, Lex turned to him, his tone playful but his gaze thoughtful. "So, Denji, what's the plan once you're settled in? You thinking about devil hunting again, or just wanna enjoy the good life for a bit?"

Denji thought for a moment, remembering his old wish, spoken so long ago in a shabby little hut.

Flashback

Denji lay on a tattered mattress, Pochita curled up on his stomach. "Pochita, I wanna live a normal life someday. Just eat bread and jam, maybe talk to a girl... Seems like a dream, huh?" He sighed, the weight of his bleak world heavy around him, but his voice carried a fragile hope.

The elevator dinged, snapping Denji back to the present. He followed Lex out, feeling a warmth he hadn't felt in years.

Lex: chuckling, noticing Denji's faraway look "Hey, don't get lost in thought! We've got treats waiting for us."

They reached Denji's room, and he paused outside the door, feeling a swell of gratitude and excitement. His dream, once only whispered to Pochita, now felt real.

Lex: with a warm smile "Welcome to your new digs. And remember, Denji—this is only the beginning."

As Denji stepped into the room, he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, his life was finally turning around.