Souji POV

Seems like the shit storm came earlier, I lost track of time during my stressful training and ended up staying until night, as a good Shadow user I enjoy the dark and the night was quite beautiful so I decided to walk home instead to simply transport me to her.

Walking through the city I heard a female scream and like a good Samaritan I ran to her aid, nah~ I just wanted to hit something and earn some extra money.

Already in the alley I found the still warm corpse of a young woman in her early twenties, her neck had been ripped open and a bipedal amorphous beast dressed in a lurid green shirt was happily tasting the young woman's flesh.

A street ghoul, hell yes these guys are ugly, if you ask me I'd rather she was a Ghoul or some Youkai or Oni preferably female but life isn't what you want.

--Oh~ yes you are ugly~

Without many gestures, I turned the ugly monster into a pincushion, impaling it and piercing it with a hundred shadow spears, killing it on the spot but not before tearing a piece of the bastard's shadow off, I dragged the two bodies into my shadow, I could use them to my experiments, it would be the first attempt to hybridize with a Demon, my mad scientist side is dancing. With the shadow in hand I took it to my mouth, just like Geko Moria I can increase my strength by consuming the shadows of others, only unlike Moria I can separate the experiences, knowledge and abilities of the shadows I consume, take what I need and spit out the rest.

Unfortunately, this ability has a secondary effect, "the flavor"... the shadows have a flavor depending on who was or is their owner, for example I gave a small taste of Sona's shadow to understand a bit about her motivations and it tasted delicious, like a lemon cake instead this monster tasted worse than shit, I don't know what shit tastes like but it must be better than this, I resisted the nausea and the urge to vomit and quickly took out what I needed and spit out that garbage.

--Puuuu* I need a mint...

I reached into the shadow of the wall and took out a bottle of water and a packet of mints, rinsing and chewing the mints while gargling with them.

--Pui* Ha... Note to self, don't do it again... or find a better method.

The information was simple, renegade minor demon, he disobeyed his master for a stupidity and betrayed him, degrading him into that crazy and depraved monster, there is a kind of dimensional gap that comes and goes through the city with which he and many other trash arrive to this plane.

--Looks like I'll have more bodies to experiment on~ Suru searches~

I ordered the cute gloomy slime and it jumped from my shadow and launched to the others, Suru will soon bring me the locations of all the sons of fruit hidden in this city.

***

An hour later, Suru gave me the locations of a dozen monstrosities, while I could leave them alone and not interfere, after throwing the corpses into my shadow these, or more specifically the corpse of the stray demon, felt like a gauge was filling up. in my mind, something like the gas tank signal in the car or the battery meter on the phone, it was kind of vague but I felt like there was something there, so I followed my instincts and decided to hunt a few and throw them in my shadow. that and getting a little more information from their shadows.

--I'll need to buy more mouthwash...

***

After two days of demon poaching and a lot of nausea, I got a very good harvest, got a bit more concise understanding of the demonic nobility and how these so-called modern day demons are, to tell the truth they are all morons chauvinists, except for some particular cases such as the Sitri or the Gremory, for the rest only the big families are moderately decent as a whole although there are still incorrigible idiots like the " Otaku of the Nuns" whose name I forgot or the "Fried Chicken" Raizer, I also obtained a cultivation method called Touki or Senjutsu after chewing about ten shadows, it is simple and complicated at the same time, you use both your vitality, mana and spiritual energy to reinforce and strengthen the body, taking it to the extreme, which in my case! IT'S A BUG!

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I remember this Saigaraot Bael guy is a demon who can't do magic but instead went the way of Muscle Chad becoming a Super Saiyan on steroids and so-called Senjutsu.

--Although I hate to admit it, I like it and it was worth throwing up my soul for it.

I was enjoying the tranquility in my room while I began to practice Senjutsu, tranquility that was interrupted by my pathetic older brother.

--Souji lend me clothes!

Isei entered my room without even touching something to which I responded by kicking his face with the same dexterity as a certain curly-browed blonde cook.

--Oh! It hurts bastard... Is this how you treat your big brother?

Iseei grunted while rubbing his nose.

--Number One, I have never considered you my older brother, at most you are just a living being with whom I unfortunately share a certain blood relationship; Number two, what the hell do you want my clothes for?

My wardrobe is, allow me narcissism, my little treasure, yes I'm a hedonist, I like to look good, I spend half my awards on casual and dress clothes, I've been in a few fashion magazines. I'm not a dark prince for nothing instead Issei is just an ugly duckling.

--You won't believe it, you'll think I'm crazy but... I have a date! Tomorrow!

The ugly duckling puffed up like a swan and I laughed, laughed out loud, pointing at Issei.

--Damn , did you jerk off so hard you pulled your brain out, come on, tell me what was the game or was it a porno?" Was that shit that good?

I teased Iseei who just grunted and took out a picture of his supposed date.

--Her name is Yuuma-chan~ and she's neither imaginary nor a porno!

I saw that Yuuma-chan in Iseei's mouth and I laughed harder! I managed to remember the shoddy villain.

--Pfffff~ Hahahaha~ Hahahaha~ How much money did you spend or how many bets did that girl lose to have to go out with you Iseei~ Shit I feel sorry for the bitch~ Damn it hurts me~ Hahahaha~

I hadn't laughed that much in years, Iseei had all the aura of an innocent virgin in love around him but I knew he was just an idiot running to the slaughterhouse, even though any moderately normal person with 2 neurons, no, 1 functional neuron is enough to realizing it's a TRAP FUCK!

--Don't laugh ink bottle! She is in love with me! In your dark face!

--Oh~ Iseei~ Oh~ Stupid Perverted Piece of Trash~ as I sadly am, much to my chagrin your brother, let me tell you something...

I patted Iseei on the shoulder and handed him two things he would need.

--Never date a girl without protection and never put your penis in a crazy woman.

I handed him a packet of condoms and a hardcover, double-fold poster copy of Jump inside.

--I know you hate me and I understand condoms but... I have two questions?

--Would they be~?

--What is the Jump for and why do you have condoms?

Iseei had quickly put the condoms in his pocket and was looking at me while holding the Jump.

--Well the Jump is for you to take care of the stab wounds and I have condoms because I need them~ unlike you my ugly relative, I'm handsome and Mom allows me to go out at night~ you'd be surprised how many drunk Onee-san you can pick up in one night~

I laughed and showed the little jerk the difference between us, yes, I admit, when you can't beat the enemy join them or just go with the flow, last year I came after a lot of self-introspection and therapy, to a state of acceptance that "I'm in a world that borders on hentai” and well, don't judge me for taking advantage of the BUG.

Our Father knows about my little adventures in clandestine fights and my night outings to accompany some helpless Onee-sans, and they will wonder how he knows, well our paths crossed outside a bar, he was with his teammates work and me with the guys from the street fights, I didn't say anything about the young woman ten years younger than him in his arms and he didn't say anything about the woman ten years older in mine.

--You... you... you... traitor!" I'll tell mom!

--Cry~ useless waste of resources~ there's nothing a CHANEL bag won't fix~

I took out the gift for mom's birthday that I had prepared, indeed a legitimate chanel bag along with several bottles of DIOR perfume and makeup, it wouldn't matter if Iseei came out with the gossip that I go out every night, to kill, drink and fuck, Unlike him, I am or at least was the model son until a year ago when I started my career as a clandestine peeler, so my position in this house is based on fifteen years of impeccable conduct and dozens of kendo awards and trophies, yes we compare it to his shitty academic performance and the constant calls for attention from teachers and school principals for his pranks. It is clear who is the favorite son here.

--You... with how many women?

--My personal record three in one night~ You have a long way to go little insect, remember be careful with the stab wounds~ long and long~

I threw a decent and elegant outfit at Issei which he cut short only to be kicked out of my room.

--I'll tell mom!

--Fuck you!

I growled and closed the door.