Hyoudou Residence – Dining Room

--I see that the menu was to your liking Gremory~

I looked at a certain crimson princess who was resting peacefully on the couch while caressing her slightly swollen belly with a satisfied face, oblivious to all the storm of chaos that is about to knock on her door.

--It's a pleasant surprise... I didn't expect you to be the homely type, Souji.

--Buncho... I'll learn to cook!

--Talk when you can make Instant Ramen without setting the house on fire~

Reality hit Isei but thanks to his pathetic luck, a cute blonde demon came to his rescue.

--I will cook for Isei-sama, so he doesn't need to learn how to cook~

--Asia-chan~ let him at least learn to boil water... for health reasons~

I gave the little blonde demon a stern little look and she cowered in place.

--Yes, Souji-onii-sama...

--Good girl, now...back to the topic, Gremory~ How do you feel about the fact that a church group is running rampant in “Your” city?

Lying on the couch, I took out a bottle of Rum-Santa Teresa: Cacique de mishadow and poured two glasses.

--Hmmm, I don't really worry, my peerage is strong and capable, although the fact that several Excaliburs are loose bothers me a little... but nothing I can't take care of.

Rías took the glass and gently and slowly tasted the fragrance of the liquor before bringing it to her lips. Each of her movements exuded charm and coquetry but there was no elegance or moderation.

--Arrogance is dangerous Gremory~ There's a Big Fat Crow behind the scenes... I think I made that clear while crushing the two carriers.

At my words the redhead could only frown before smiling with a light blush on her cheeks.

--I'm not afraid of fallen angels... and knowing you you should already know who he is... Would you mind sharing that information with me?

I took a sip from my glass before giving him a cruel smile.

--I'm sorry but you're late~ my collaboration and participation in this problem is already in the hands of someone else~ I would suggest that you talk more seriously with your PEON instead of consenting to it~

Issei, who was listening to us on the side, turned pale, as he had thrown his secret plan on the table.

--Ise... could you explain to me... What was it that you negotiated with your brother?

Rías's face was a work of art in the form of a Noh mask, her emotions of shame, disappointment, betrayal, worry and depression, added to the aftertaste of the liquor in my mouth, were wonderful, they had a slight taste of grilled meat, oh how I love to play with their little minds.

--You traitor!

--Get over it idiot~

I enjoyed the melodrama while I drank my liquor.

***

Abandoned Church

--Hanzo-chan~ could you let us go, we won't escape again~

--We're sorry, let us go...

--...

Three young women with discordant clothes were resting inside the old church, the only discordant thing in this image is that two of the three women were hanging from their heads tied by a thousand reddish black threads, while the third was carefully examining a small business card.

--Please Hanzo-chan... I have to go to the bathroom... it's an emergency~

--Who is this Hyoudou Souji?

The third woman asked as she stood up and directed her maroon red eyes against the brunette with twin pigtails.

--Souji-kun... is my childhood friend, he is Isei-kun's younger brother, but they both became demons, Oh~ Dear Lord~ What hard tests you have put in my path~

--Younger brother? Devil?

--Yes, this guy...*Tsk*

The other hanging chicha clicked his tongue.

--Anything you two want to add?

--We met him with a human mangaka girl and... he invited us to eat, we didn't realize he was a demon, until he introduced himself as one before...

--Kick our butts and heal us Zenobia-chan...

--Yes, Irina... that guy dispatched us without breaking a sweat, and he was able to touch Mimic's blade without taking damage...

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--Can I play the Micmic without getting burned?

--Yes... in fact he didn't have any fear or apprehension towards the holy swords, he was completely ignorant of them or didn't even care about them in the first place.

--Souji-kun spoke as if he knew everything, in fact he boasted that he could capture/kill Galilei and Freed with just a snap of his fingers, and that his target was the boss behind the scenes.

--Oh~...that's interesting, you have information and by the looks of it the strength to back it up... Do you have a method to contact you?

--He gave his card to Irina... let us go and we can give it to you.

--OK...

The third woman, surnamed Hanzo, shook her hand, releasing the two Sisters from their punishment, both girls managed to spin in the air and land on their own feet.

--Here you go, Hanzo-chan and if you'll excuse me... I'm going to the bathroom!

The Mimic wielder ran at high speed while crossing her legs.

--You are not considering contacting a demon, Supervisor Natasha Von Hanzo.

The young woman with bluish hair with aquamarine green strands asked with slight annoyance.

--Zenobia Quarta... do you know why I am here, even though I am not a carrier?

--To keep an eye on us and prevent the loss of more fragments?

--Correct but only half... my job is to make sure that Valper Galilei, Freed, his accomplices and whoever is pulling the strings are executed~ By any means possible~

--Will you work with demons?

--No problem~ besides it was not what you and Irina were planning without consulting me~

--Huuug...

--Exactly~ now if you'll excuse me, I have to make a call.

--Where did you get that?

--From my pocket, not all of us wear those latex suits~ Zenobia-san, wearing this Sailor-Fuku~ not only allows me to blend in among the local population, but it also has pockets~ wearing a big tunic in the 21st century, it's a no-no, and wearing that underneath, if they weren't strong, I'd be worried some pervert would try to assault them~ let's be honest they're naked, a swimsuit is more decent than that.

--These are church-approved battle suits!

--And that makes it much worse, in any case go to Irina-san and make sure she doesn't waste the budget on another fake painting.

--Ugh...don't even remind me...

With the wielder of Destruction leaving the room, the supervisor, the young woman dressed in a pure black long-skirted sailor uniform adorned with a pink bow and a serpentine scarf, looking with her maroon red eyes at the card stamped with the name of a man who should not exist, just like her.

--Hyoudou Souji...eh...it seems I'm not the only one lucky?...

The young supervisor murmured, dialing the number with her shiny black enamel fingers, a dreamy smile forming on her face.

--He could be... no, let's not get our hopes up, we have already had several disappointments, idiots with Chunibyo pretending to be reincarnated, pretending to be ours...

The young woman's voice became smaller and sicklier, many twisted and mixed emotions were hidden in her murmurs but as soon as they arrived they left, returning to her usual tone.

--Ah~ what will be, will be as long as he doesn't try to be too smart, I'll let him pass... and in the remote and tiny case that it's really the...

A frown and a look of pain and regret formed on his face.

--I will attend to him at that moment...I don't expect it to be him...I don't want it to be him, he has already suffered too much, he blames himself too much and this place would be torture for his patience...

The girl was lost for a moment in her distant memories, a sad smile forming on her smooth lips before a line of blood flowed from them from her bite.

--Arhg... don't get distracted, you're on a mission, an annoying mission as a babysitter for two muscle heads armed with irreplaceable treasures...

Wiping away the blood with a tissue, he turned his attention to his phone, on the screen the call icon was waiting to be pressed.

--I hope he's not an Arrogant Young Master, or I'll cut off his eggs and feed them to him.

After pressing the button in just a few seconds the call was taken and a relaxed male voice with a slight irreverent and charming touch came out of the speaker.

***

Hyoudou Residence – Living Room – One hour of interrogation later.

--Souji, I would like them to continue with their plan, I don't like that they have planned it behind my back, nor that they have dragged one of Sona's pawns into this...

--Oh~ You're bothered by Saji being dragged along but you have no problem involving me?

--You know well that you are anything but normal...

Rias rolled her eyes before continuing her speech, only to be interrupted by a ringing.

*KILL*KOLL*KALL*KOLL*

--Sorry~ that's mine~

I took my phone out of my pocket and answered the call.

--Moshi~Moshi~ Here Souji~

--Good evening~ Hyoudou Souji-dono, first allow me to thank you for taking care of my dear companions Shindou and Zenobia, in the same way I would like to contract your services under my authority as Armed Cardinal of the Church.

A female voice that conveyed a hint of seriousness and protocol but you could still find a certain attractive nostalgic nuance in it, a voice that would not bother listening to for hours.

--Oh~? I beg your pardon, Cardinal-Ojou-sama, but what specific services are you referring to? Although I am not proud of it, my services range from information trafficking to murder, including massage services, escorts and escorts~ (Wait... Wasn't there anyone like that in Canonn? Is it the butterfly effect or did someone else end up in this universal timeline? Another problem on the list... Where did I put that ward?... Ah here it is! I really have to make an abomination to manage all this, having to search by hand for a specific location is a pain in the ass...)

--Your services sound more like those of a Gigolo than those of a demon Hyoudou Souji-dono...

The woman's voice became a few sharper scales after the little joke...

--My apologies~ Bishop-Ojou-sama... I assume you are more interested in the information and the assassination or capture of the Heretics? (Wow~ this girl is Ouryo-san's copy...although her breasts are bigger...)

--In fact I would like to meet with you and negotiate the terms of our cooperation.

--Sounds good to me, there are certain people on our side who are also interested in removing the Heretics from our beautiful city~

Look at Rías's expectant face before taking another sip of the cane liquor and flirting a little with the beauty in black on the other end of the line.

--I see, then Hyoudou-dono, would like to meet with me tomorrow.

--It won't be any problem... but it would give me the honor of knowing your name Bishop-Ojou-sama~

--Oh, excuse my manners... I am Natasha Von Hanzo, Armed Bishop of the 13th Diocese of San Marcus.

*CRACK*

My hand crushed the crystal glass in it, ignoring the embedded glass, the screams of those present, all my attention turned to the image transmitted by the ward in the shadows of the church and to the faint voice that escaped from the phone.

--Excuse me... could I distribute it, there was a little interference...

--Oh~ me, I'm Natasha Von Hanzo~ Hyoudou Souji-dono~

--I see... so "Miss Natasha Von Hanzo"...

I spoke in Spanish reflexively attracting another round of confused glances at my sudden change of language.

--Is the name “Hospital – Mario Moreno” familiar to you?

Say the name of my old workplace and grave, the hospital where I shared and lived the best moments of my putrid life, trying to make up for the hundreds of lives I took, saving and healing the lives of the small and innocent. On the other side of the line and from the image I could see how the woman was trembling slightly.

--You... how...

*CRAKC*

I dove into the shadows and transported faster than I had ever done before, leaving only a stain of blood and glass on the ground as well as the broken remains of a cell phone.