Issey
It was late at night, and Issey pedaled her bicycle down the deserted street, her destination clear in her mind. She was heading towards a particular house—not a mansion or an apartment, but just an ordinary house. This was her first time visiting this client, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and unease.
What should she do? Since the client wasn't living alone, wouldn't the client's family see her? After all, she actually had to visit the house to make a contract. She had been told before that ordinary humans couldn't detect her, but did that apply to this situation as well?
Worry gnawed at her, but she brushed it aside as she reached the house and prepared to push the doorbell. That's when she noticed it: the entrance door was open. Seriously, who leaves their door open in the middle of the night?
Her heartbeat quickened, and a sudden uneasiness washed over her. What was this feeling? She had a really bad premonition, but she was already committed. Stepping forward, she entered the house.
She peered inside from the entrance. The hallway was dark, and the only staircase leading to the second floor was shrouded in shadow. No lights were on upstairs. There was only one room at the end of the first floor with a faint light seeping out.
Something was definitely wrong. She felt no presence of any humans. Were they all sleeping? Impossible. If they were, she wouldn't be feeling this sense of foreboding.
Taking off her shoes at the entrance, she carried them in her hand to avoid making any noise. She moved silently towards the room with the faint light, her senses on high alert.
As she approached the door, she hesitated for a moment, listening intently. There was no sound.
"...Hello. I'm a Devil from the Gremory's household... Umm, is the client here?" Issey called out quietly, but there was no reply.
It couldn't be helped, so she entered the room. It was a living room, with a television, a sofa, and a table. It looked like an ordinary living room—until her eyes were drawn to the wall. She stopped in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat.
There, nailed to the wall upside down, was a corpse. A human male. Was he the person who lived here? But why...?
The corpse had been cut viciously, with something that looked like giblets spilling out from the wounds.
"Gough," she gagged, but she didn't vomited, her body reacted instinctively to this gruesome sight.
She couldn't endure looking at the corpse any longer. It was attached to the wall with screws, forming the shape of an upside-down cross. Thick screws were driven into the palms of its hands, its feet, and the middle of its torso.
This wasn't normal. Not normal at all! You couldn't kill a person like this with a sane mind!
A puddle of blood had formed on the floor from the drips falling from the corpse. And there was writing on the wall.
"W-What is this...?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
"It's written as 'Punishment for those who did bad deeds!'. I just borrowed the sentence from someone important."
Suddenly, the voice of a young male came from behind her. When Issey turned around, she saw a man with white hair. He seemed to be a foreigner and looked like he was still a teenager.
He was dressed like a priest, and he was also a bishounen.
Seeing her, the priest made an evil smile.
"Hmm hmm. Well, well, if it isn't a Devil-kun!" He seemed to be really happy.
Then, the thing that Buchou had told her came back to Issey's mind.
-Don't get involved with people from the Church. Especially the Exorcists. They are our biggest enemy. They can easily eliminate us because their powers are supported by the prayer of God.
He's a priest, so he's related to the Church. This is bad...
He even knows that I'm a Devil, so am I in the worst situation there is, again?
"I'm a priest- A boy priest I cut down devil-like people, and I laugh at them I cut the head of you Devils, and receive my meal->"
The priest started to sing.
Issey didn't get it. What is wrong with this guy!?
"My name is Freed Zelzan. I belong to a certain Exorcism organisation. Ah, just because I introduced myself doesn't mean you have to. I don't want to remember your name in my memory, so please don't. It's okay, since you are going to die soon. I will make sure of it. It might hurt at first, but later you will feel so good that you will cry. Now let's open the new door -ZE!"
Issey had never met someone like him before. His words didn't make any sense.
So this guy is an Exorcist. She was in trouble now.
But there was something she wanted to say to him. She swallowed down her spit and asked him.
"Hey, was it you? The one who killed this person?"
"Yes, yes. I killed him. Because, he was a regular criminal who has been summoning Devils, so I had to kill him."
W-What kind of an excuse is that!?
Issey felt a mix of fear and anger bubbling inside her. She knew she had to think quickly to get out of this situation alive.
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