After getting over the little emotional breakdown Monet and I calmed down and went back to our usual ways, only now we were a little more aware of each other's needs and feelings and not just a simple search for mutual pleasure, now we were looking to understand each other more and fill little little by little those empties inside us, in short we were caramelized in our strange and crazy way. Unfortunately a blue magic circle formed in the middle of the apartment room and illuminated the entire room.

--Ught...

Monet grunted in pain as the light blinded his eyes. For my part, I just got up from the couch and smiled at the woman who had stepped out of the circle.

--Serafall-sama was expecting you later~

--I was free and I wanted to come say hi first~ Nice apartment by the way~

--Thank you, but it's my girlfriend's, fiancée's, wife's apartment... I'm still not sure what the proper title would be. What do you say honey?

I ignored Serafall's confused face and went back to sit next to Monet who was still rubbing his eyes.

--Arg... fiancee~ sounds good to me~ Honey and... who's the chick in the erotic stripper costume?

--Hmmm, she's Maou Serafall Leviathan~ something like Big Boss~ don't worry too much about her~ it's just her hobby~

--*Cough* Who are you calling a stripper, shark teeth? I am the beautiful and fantastic Magical Girl Levia-tan~

Serafall strangely took offense at Monet's relaxed and nonchalant words, my fiancée didn't even blink at the presence of a Maou and didn't shake her pulse to insult him, I really love this crazy woman.

--Magical Girl? Where? I only see a stripper in a cosplay~ Now I ask you Stripper~ What do you want with my man?

Monet did not flinch and raised his newly acquired Touki and stood in front of Serafall even with the effect of his race change and the resulting rejuvenation, Monet is a few inches taller than Serafall which allows him to look down at her and her breasts. They are a size and a half larger. Showing a cold look in her eyes and revealing her razor sharp teeth before the Maou.

I'll say it right now, I have no idea where so much hostility between the two came from just seconds after they met but I don't give a shit, if Serafall attacks, I'll rip the piece out of my chest and kill her. Fuck the cannon and all, if that cheap attempt at Cardcaptor Sakura touches a single green hair of my girlfriend, you better bring in the Sis-with-Red because I'm going to lay waste to this fucking planet.

--Oh~ your man~ you say~ he is my little sister's tower~ and what is hers~ is mine~

Serafall spat out a cheap sneer and Monet just smiled before his thin lips parted in a bloody grin.

--I see~ you use that excuse~ how pathetic. Do you think that can keep a man tied up? A measly piece of paper~ you are so innocent, stupid girl~

Monet swayed his hips to hug me bringing his hands to caress my body and put one of them in my pants calmly grabbing my tool. Making Serafall blush.

--See~ you're just a fake attempt at a woman~ Girl~ this here is mine~ your little sister may be his boss at work but he's mine~ Do you understand little girl~?

Without taking her gaze from Serafall, Monet continued her act of arrogance while Serafall could only bite her lip, she, like most demon-borns, were walking polygraphs, she knew that every word she said was true, adding to the guilt she felt. Due to the events from before and the fiasco of his plan, he couldn't refute his words.

"Come on, honey stop bothering the Maou~ if she's a bit pathetic but leave her alone~

I calmed down Monet who was thinking of taking out the light gun I gave him a few days ago and shoot Serafall, seriously where so much hate came from.

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After a few awkward minutes for Serafall, things calmed down and Monet waved us off with a smile.

--Fine~ Have fun but Serafall-san~ remember he is mine~

Monet's dead eyes along with his vacant smile and the Sacred 9.mm Magnun in his hand led the Maou to take a step back and nod without question.

--I'll be back later~ I'll bring chicken~

I kissed my fiancée before grabbing the paralyzed Serafall by the throat and we plunged into the shadows.

***

A few minutes later – Some Akiba Maid Cafe.

--Jhoam-sensei, where did he get that crazy woman from?

Serafall was leaning on the table with a teary face as she slowly sipped her melon juice through an unnecessarily long straw.

--Since before I was a devil~ I have a private life~ and really your sister didn't care much to keep track of my actions~ she's too busy with her own plans~

That was a lie, Sona kept me under surveillance, it's just that I killed all her guards to the point where she stopped sending them just to call every time she felt doubts about my whereabouts.

--So-tan has been a bit busy...these days...yes...but what was that woman, isn't she human?

--That's right, she's not human~

I smiled at Serafall's complaint who widened her eyes at my revelation.

-She's not human, so she's a Youkai?

--No~ although I'm curious what it would be like to sleep with a Youkai~ vampires are also on my list by the way~

I laughed and enjoyed my coffee and cookies, along with the pleasant aftertaste of Serafall's pain and guilt.

***

The date with Serafall was more or less a light torture but for me someone used to standing or sitting waiting for orders, just wait while Serafall walked in and out of the dressing room of a costume shop, I saw her trying on costume after costume of magical girl of all colors and patterns, to the point where I just turned my brain off and just nodded at her incessant chatter about costumes.

Although a part of me almost cried when she tried on a sick zombie outfit, it wasn't from joy or sadness, it was from the pain of remembering Natasha's cold and inert body from that day, so I simply nodded and continued ignoring Serafall .

Nearly eight hours and six costume shops later, we finished shopping and Serafall led me to a cleared area 45 minutes north of the Tokyo Fish Market.

--This is the fighting arena of Tokyo, Youkais, Monsters, Humans, Devils, Fallen Angels and other beings gather here and fight for money, honor and glory~

--I love the smell of blood and beer in this place~

I ignored Serafall's frowning face and inhaled deeply the stale and nauseating aroma of death and decay of this place, it was a third place, dangerous and filled with a dark and poisonous aura but for me it was a place overflowing with a smell that accompanied me. for more than half of my first life, the smell of death and conflict, a nostalgic and touching smell.

--Ah~ it reminds me of home~

--Just to let you know Levia-tan has never entered one of these places~

--Don't worry~ these sites are pretty safe~

If more I walked towards the dilapidated shed while my appearance changed, my hair grew from a little more than my shoulders to my back, scales covered part of my face, neck, back, arms and legs, my shirt and shoes were thrown into the shadows.

My current appearance was that of a tailless Lizard-kin or a Deep One just without the ugliness or webbed fingers. Inside the dilapidated warehouse, the image changed completely. It was an elegant space full of luxuries, large televisions showed bloody combat between species, pretty girls of many races walked in revealing outfits while repatriating drinks. It was the spitting image of a great casino, only this was the Japan's supernatural fighting ground which wasn't much of a casino really, I ignored the prying eyes and walked up to the man who seemed to be the manager of the place.

--How much to fight here?

--Money, treasures or your own life, boy... What do you offer?

The fat human in front of me spoke with a businesslike smile before turning his gaze to Serafall who had disguised herself with magic looking like no more than a beautiful Futachi-Onna.

--Weapons...27 light guns and 3 swords~

--Weapons?

I put a pistol and a sword on the table next to us making several of those present whistle, these weapons are known but apparently they are difficult to find.

--Good quality, you come in... we have three arenas, same as betting, money arena, treasure arena and life arena... it's simple, you bet money fight with others for money, if you win you get your money and 55% of the profit for the bets, items for items you win the item and 45% of the bets you can also auction the item if it is not to your liking and lives for lives, either yours or others, just the winner leaves the last arena alive along with the loser's life and 60% of the stakes.

--Just and simple I like this place~

I smiled and shook hands with the fat man who smiled widely.

--I am Jhoam~ A Half Deep One~

--Deep One? Never heard of them but who cares~ I'm the manager of the first floor Fatso, I hope you're a good fighter since I'll bet on you~

--Thank you~

--Wait here and I'll call you, someone bet a set of Ming Dynasty Emperor's Cups.

--Ming Dynasty~ will look good at home~

--That's the attitude kid~

Fatso laughed before trotting to the back of the building and talking to some of his subordinates. He soon returned with a thick smile on his face.

"Boy you're lucky~ go down that ladder and get ready to fight...you have ten minutes."

--Oh~ that was fast~

--Hahahaha~ don't feel scared boy your girlfriend is pale as a candle~

"Oh~ her?" Ignore her, she's just an escort, she's not my girlfriend~

--Oh~ I see then let's continue~ this way boy~

--I'm going~

I followed Fatso to the locker room leaving behind a confused Serafall.