The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

When Dian found Maqima again, it was in a cemetery.

Following the breath of perception, the young man saw her in a secluded area near the back mountain.A figure not far away was waving his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and hid the things in his hand behind.

"It's been hard to find this place, Dianci." Maqima said. "So you still remember."

He nodded - when he rushed back to Tokyo from Moriwangcho earlier, Makima asked the police hunter's cemetery address.Dianci knew that she wanted to see her old subordinates from the past, so he thought of this right away.

"Are you holding flowers?"

"Yes……"

He was a little embarrassed, dawdling, and then he held the flower in front of him.

The originally pure and beautiful rose was tortured because of a series of rude behaviors such as running back and forth, fighting the enemy, and being stopped by the traffic police. Not to mention a lot of petals, some of which were still stained with his and the enemy's blood.

He lowered his head to look at the flowers for the first time, and then went to look at Maqima. He reached out and wiped the blood secretly before handing it over.

"It was supposed to be a surprise for Miss Macchima..."

He lowered his voice and concealed the second half: It turned out that there would be an acquaintance in the coffee shop, and it was still 【Leise】.

She took the flowers and held them in her arms.There is neither the excitement of ordinary women when receiving flowers, nor the appearance of being touched, as if it is just a very ordinary gift.Originally, he still had some expectations for the telegram, but in the end he had to admit in disappointment that he messed up the supposedly romantic gift of flowers.

"Miss Marchma..."

He picked the wrong time to come to her.Because at this moment, the dominating demon who had regained the appearance of the pink-haired woman was not in a very high mood.

Leaning against a tombstone, Maqima sat on the ground with a lit cigarette between her fingers, her expression hidden in the lingering smoke, looking lonely and boring.There are crows sitting on the tombstone in twos and threes nearby. They look at the demons and electric times, as if they are reading someone else's story.

"I want to sit here and rest now," said Mazima. "Wait for me for a while."

"……Yes."

When facing the black-haired girl, Denji was able to deceive himself a bit.I can use my emotions to complain loudly, saying how much I miss Miss Macchima, why are you such a bad woman, you have been away for so many years, and so on.At that time, Nayuta just listened and didn't refute him much.

However, after the reappearance of the pink-haired woman in a suit ten years later, Denji no longer has the previous momentum.

He was flustered and short of breath, a blush crept up his cheeks unconsciously, and the majesty of the chainsaw man disappeared completely.In a trance, he turned back into that single-minded boy who only had Miss Marchma on his mind.

And the boy who only wanted to please women was jumping up and down in his heart, restless.

He was thinking absently, Miss Marchema, what are you thinking about now?

She hasn't changed a bit in all these years...

Ms. Machima, who is not very happy, is also very cute...

Even the instinctive desire that had been dusty for a long time, which he thought would never appear in this life, was refreshed when he saw the pink-haired woman who didn't know what to think.

The crimson eyes didn't blink, Dianci remained calm, but his heart was howling.

——No way...does it really have to be like this?

The young man awkwardly changed his standing position, and he suddenly regretted sending the bouquet of flowers.If you still hold it in your hand, at least you can cover it.

——Don't let Miss Marchma think that he is a pervert who can react in the cemetery!

"This is the first time I've been here to see them."

Machima, who failed to control the electric times, was aware of his abnormally fast heartbeat, but naturally failed to notice the plight of the young man when she couldn't hear the voice of his heart.

She pointed forward with a cigarette with a wisp of smoke floating in it.[Himeno] is written on the tombstone, and there are [Arai] and [Kusakabe] in the back row, and there are many familiar names... even through the fog, it is extraordinarily clear and cold.

Hayakawa Akira's name is not here. His grave is buried in another area of ​​the cemetery along with his family.

"This should be Himeno's tomb." Maqima said. "I heard that Himeno sacrificed [everything] to the ghost demon at that time, and the coffin only contained her clothes."

Use electricity for two purposes at once. "Yes, it is……"

"Even if she gave everything to the devil, she didn't get a satisfactory answer. The other party was a spy killer from the enemy country. Himeno and Kusakabe were not strong enough, so there was no way to die."

"...but even so, you don't seem to hate Bohm."

Mazima flicked the accumulated soot and said abruptly. "Is it because she is good-looking?"

"What... what?"

"The waiter in the coffee shop named Lacey is the Bom who wanted to steal the chainsaw man's heart."

Machima looked at Denji's expression, the young man was jumping from absent-minded to slow-witted. "She is indeed a beautiful woman."

"She liked you very much. Is that why you let her go?"

Between the eye waves, those eyes were as deep as black holes, Maqima asked softly. "do you like her?"

"……of course not!!"

A shock runs through his body, and Denji suddenly realizes that this is the legendary [Death Option] mentioned by Akira Hayakawa many years ago: when a girl he likes asks another girl what he wants to express, what should he answer!

If you step on the thunder, you will die, let alone the knockout round, if you say a wrong word here, the ashes may be thrown away by the woman!

He must speak the truth!

"I like Miss Machima!!"

Dianci, covered in cold sweat, hurriedly replied. "I've always liked you! Always!!"

"So, if it was me who was killed by Boom, Denji would have avenged me?"

"—Miss Marchma will not die!"

It was only after Dianci blurted out that he remembered that the dominating demons who have the national contract will certainly not die, there are plenty of dead ghosts.His answer was unconvincing. "I'll be very sad, and I'll take revenge... But Miss Macchima will never die!"

"..."

Are words weak for demons?

The pink-haired woman looked at him, then looked down at the flowers.There was no wave or love in the eyes of the golden circle.It was like this ten years ago, and it will still be like this ten years later.

Den once scratched his hair in distress, for the first time he felt powerless that he was not as eloquent as Pava. "I'm telling the truth! Believe me!"

"Even though my mind was in a mess before, I kept thinking about Miss Machima..."

"I would... do anything for you..."

——Why is it so difficult to convey this feeling to her?

Are demons really hard-hearted?

"..."

The utterly lost self-talk made Maqima involuntarily think of the huskies at home.

However, the one standing in front of him was much more difficult to deal with than ordinary pets.He said he was willing to do anything, but he couldn't control him until now.

Even Machima thought he should be angry, but he just didn't.Dianci is just not reconciled.He opened his heart and stood there, letting the cool wind pass through, so that Makima could see every trace of his heart clearly, with "マキマ (MAKIMA)" written all over it.

In the face of such a poor dog, what else can I say?

What Reese said, "Take him away and fly away" echoed in my ears.Mazima extinguished the cigarette in her hand, stood up and patted the ashes, not forgetting to hug the bouquet of flowers.There was a warm smile in her eyes again, and Denji's expression lit up immediately, and she stood a little closer.

"What was the original plan, Demi?" Marchma asked patiently. "I remember it was..."

"Watch a movie!" With a swipe, the young man wagging his tail immediately took out the movie ticket, and it seemed that he had been preparing for a long time. "It is said that after the re-release of this movie, many people went to see it, and it was still the box office champion BALABALA..."

Mazima glanced at it, and immediately found it from the depths of her memory. "I saw it when it premiered ten years ago."

"……Eh?"

"I went to see the Ikebukuro Cinema with Wu-jun."

The pink-haired woman held her chin, trying to recall the plot. "I remember this film was about..."

What she wanted to say was interrupted by the sound of tearing paper.Denci gritted his teeth and moved quickly, and the two movie tickets in his hand instantly turned into scattered snowflakes.

"I remembered, it was that date!"

When the young man said that, he even felt a little aggrieved, especially when he noticed Maqima's eyes, he even raised his voice. "Don't you... still want me to watch it again with you! I don't want to go!"

"Electric times."

"Woooo Miss Machima..."

"Don't litter." Makima sighed. "Himeno and the others will be unhappy."

……

Of course, the movie was not seen in the end.

After Mazima helped the electric times, the two of them cleaned up the scraps of paper together, and the gray sky finally shed filaments.It started to rain.

The weather was so bad that there was a cool dampness in his breath, and Denji had to give up the idea of ​​going for a walk with Machima.Neither of them held an umbrella, they just stood by the station.The fine rain was so seamless that they were soon drenched in their hair.

He asked the pink-haired woman what she was going to do next, she tossed her hair carelessly.

"Probably, back to Fuhei's house?"

As soon as the words fell, her wrist was pulled.With that swollen face on his face, Denci said without thinking. "do not go."

So bossy?Maqima raised her eyebrows, and then saw him change his pleading expression, and his tail started to wag again.

"Miss Marchma, don't go to Shire, please?"

"..."

He moved closer, his wet body almost touching hers. "Please, Miss Marchma...don't go, please!"

"But, with such bad weather, I have to find a warm place?" The pink-haired woman said hesitantly. "I need clean clothes, and I want to take a hot bath and sit on the sofa to rest..."

"You can come and live with me!"

Dianci was blessed to the soul, and immediately thought of the Hayakawa house that had been vacant for a long time. "There's everything in the house... Come back with me, Miss Macchima!"

After a long time, he was satisfied and got the answer he wanted.

……

It is a leap forward for Denji to bring the woman he likes home.He couldn't believe it until now, but Miss Macchima really nodded and followed him back to the empty Hayakawa house.

"excuse me."

After entering the door, Mazima took off her heavy coat and hung it on the hanger in the entrance.As the rain slid down, strands of her forehead hair stuck to her cheeks, her rosy lips were slightly parted, and the moist rain seemed to be dripping.But Dianci quickly turned around when he caught a glimpse, not daring to look any further.

The last thing he saw was that the shirt, which had become see-through from the rain, was completely fitted to Mazima's body.

Every inch of the curve is completely exposed.Sometimes light and sometimes heavy, teasing and suppressing unspeakable desires.

"...I, I'm going to prepare hot water for Miss Macchima!"

With his left foot stumbling over his right foot, Dianci hurriedly left, but the pink-haired woman didn't pay much attention to it.In fact, this is the first time she has come to Hayakawa's house. This small house once accommodated humans, demons and demons, and it carries many good memories of Denji. She is inevitably a little curious.

Thinking back to choosing Hayakawa as the guide of Denji back then, it was an inadvertent decision. Who would have thought that the bond between them would be so deep in the future?

Hayakawa's house is very clean.Although it has been five years since I left the house, housekeepers often come to clean it (mostly because of the caring care of the public security system), and the living room and bedrooms are very tidy.Maqima noticed that group photos can be found here and there, not Pava and Denji, but Pava Denci and Hayakawa Qiu who was annoyed to persuade the fight.

The trio chasing down the police corridor seems to have happened yesterday.The three of them were playing and laughing and joking, which was a joy and excitement that she had never imagined.

Mazima could see it, until the red-faced Dian called her. "Miss Machima, the hot water is ready..."

"If you need help, you can call me anytime."

The crimson eyes kept looking down, and Mazima couldn't help but bend down to check. "Electricity?"

"Your face is so red." She gently caressed the young man's face, worried. "Are you okay?"