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sugar-grigri · 7 months

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How to carry out a successful attack?

I'm going to give a quick review, as this is a transitional chapter intended to lead into the action of the next chapter, but it's still packed with juicy information.

The first few pages give quite a lot of information about the weapons…

Their relationship with death is interesting: one sees it as a divine consecration, the other finds it not bad, and Miri is the only one to face up to his own condition in this respect.

Not being afraid of death means not having too much trouble giving it…

Miri convinces himself it's a heavenly intervention, not because he finds the idea of being superhuman interesting, but because it relieves him of responsibility for the massacre he's about to commit.

For this massacre was inevitably destined to be extremely cruel, amputating people and leaving them screaming in agony to attract Chainsaw Man.

Miri convinces himself to stare at the clock and not look down at the child crying in front of him.

As for the weapons of the whip and spear, they pay no attention to their surroundings, one hiding behind her sunglasses, the other focusing on his cigarette.

This case shows the paradox surrounding Miri: as I've already detailed, he's not at all free, he's self-convincing in a kind of denial, but he's well and truly instrumentalized by the church.

He has no desire to spread suffering, yet he carries out the order assigned to him.

Non-observance of his environment is what made them lose in reality, believing that their intervention was celestial indicates that they were no longer paying attention to the concrete, loving to verge on overpowering and despising humans to the point of deciding what will make them suffer the most.

Quanxi used the opposite strategy: like a predator carefully examining her prey, she didn't put herself forward and focused on her mission. (Yes, if Quanxi imitates the feline by growling, it's not just to make lesbians scream, although it does have its effect…)

If she waited 5:00PM piles, it's because the public hunters wanted to make it look as if the attack had indeed been carried out by the church, in order to disengage public opinion and support them.

The paradox here is that Quanxi has indeed neutralized the threat, having killed the 3 weapons, even though a unit of hunters will be dispatched.

The 3 weapons were associated with specific demons: whip, spear and sword, none of which could produce the sound of gunfire.

My hypothesis is that the unit sent in simulated the attack by firing into the void to provoke general panic.

It's for this reason that the newspaper doesn't know the number of victims, and we also see a lot of hesitation on the part of the presenter: he only has one source of information (the State), and it's deliberately fragmentary.

We also see information on the workings of the church: the real leaders of the church are the ones who centralize information, while Haruka is just an empty shell (as we suspected) who is only there to recruit young people.

The attack wasn't even communicated to the guru, nor to this man who knows all about weapons. What's more, he uses the ambiguous term "weapons", but does he know what they actually are ?

Fujimoto is looking to develop the relationship between Asa and Denji, so what better way than to set up a rival - a rival who alone would be up to the task of countering Quanxi's power?

Ladies and gentlemen, nb hoes… her return has been announced…

#csm spoilers #csm 143 #chainsaw man #csm #csm part 2 #sugo miri #quanxi #my thoughts

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ghostlykeyes · 11 months

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Hi! Ur one of my favorite csm fanfic writers, and I hope you have a good day today. Since your request is still open, Im going to take advantage of it haha.... Can you write a headcanon for Quanxi, Power, and Makima where their s/o is a med student and they are struggling to adjust to a VERY busy schedule with almost no time for socializing outside of school and internships? There are also times where they sleep at 1:00 a.m. and wake up at 5:00 a.m., which is probably because I procrastinate A LOT and Im still wondering how I am still alive today.

Hi!! Thank you 🖤 I hope your studies are going well! (and dear LORD babe please get more sleep if you're reading this go to bed RIGHT NOW)

(Fem pronouns for Quanxi, GN for Power/Makima)

Quanxi

Quanxi isn't particularly social herself, so she struggles to understand why you miss parties with your friends or getting dinner with your family. After all, you're working hard towards a career you're passionate about, and the two of you have a good thing going. What more could a sweet, driven girl like yourself want? Still, she doesn't like seeing you stressed, so she makes it a point to get you out of the house on weekends. "You can do this later," she tells you, shutting your textbook despite your protests. "All your friends are already at the restaurant, and we'll only stay for a little while." She ensures you slip a little time for yourself in your packed schedule, even if going out to bowling alleys or movie theaters with your friend group isn't her favorite. At least she gets to hold your hand the whole time.

She's a master at taking care of her girl—Quanxi always makes sure that you're comfortable, even three hours deep into test-prep. She knows your favorite source of caffeine and keeps it on-hand 24/7. Whenever she notices your eyes start drooping, she wordlessly places a tall glass at your elbow, placing a quick kiss on the top of your head. If it's cold, she grabs a blanket and your favorite socks. If it's been a few hours since lunch and you're blatantly ignoring your rumbling tummy, Quanxi pops out to grab your favorite take-out. You never have to ask; she just knows what you need, and provides it without delay.

Though Quanxi worries about your sleeping habits and demanding schedule, she knows you're an adult and can manage yourself. She doesn't nag or chide you if you're putting your studies first, and forgetting to shower every now-and-then. She does what she can to help, and she always, always tells you she's proud of you. Whenever you're ready to scream at the paper you're writing or about to cry into a pile of flashcards, she gently rubs your shoulders. "Hey," she says, "You're working hard. I'm so proud of you." Maybe to anyone else it wouldn't seem like much, but Quanxi is so sincere and tender as she works the knots out of your tired shoulders. Her quiet words are almost always enough to give you a second wind.

Despite her policy to let you do your own thing, Quanxi does get after you if she notices you procrastinating. She knows you need a break sometimes, but she also knows if you put off your work too long you'll be ten times as stressed when you're staring down a looming deadline. "Hey, cutie," she pinches your cheek, gentle but insistent enough to make you scrunch your nose up. "You better hit the books." If you protest, she raises an eyebrow at you. "You know I'm right. Just work on it for a little bit, and then we can cuddle and watch your favorite show or something." As you pass her by, grumbling about your workload, she smacks your ass for good measure. It's usually enough to make you smile back at her, and stop complaining.

Quanxi buys you a set of scrubs in your favorite color. "So my girl won't forget about me, even when she's busy," Quanxi teases, and you roll your eyes. You reassure her with a kiss that of course you'd never forget about her, and she ruffles your hair fondly. It's your favorite set of scrubs, and you wear them almost twice a week.

Power

Power absolutely. hates. your jam-packed schedule. In her opinion, you should be devoting all that time to her! After all, you two could be having so much fun! Why dedicate hours to your internships and classes when the two of you could be out getting soft serve, going to fairs and winning goldfish, or eating exclusively the meat at monjayaki restaurants? She despises the fact that she has to share you with your studies. With a little help from Denji, though, she leaves you alone to do your work. If you ask her to scope out date locations, she's eager to hit the city and plan a perfect date for you two. Just bribe Denji with a handful of Family Burger coupons and he's willing to chauffer her. You get a nice, long day of peace and quiet to cram your studies into and, as a bonus, you get to look forward to whatever date spot Power's deemed a necessity to visit, whenever you've got the ever-rare free afternoon. The cramming might seem counter-intuitive, but it actually helps you get things done faster. It's harder to procrastinate when Power's asking for constant updates on your progress, eager for you to be done so she can have you all to herself.

Whenever you're settled on the couch for a study session, Power comes to cuddle up with you. She'll splay out across your lap or nuzzle her chin into the space between your neck and shoulder. She summons every single ounce of self-control she has to stay quiet and still, so you can keep studying. At first it's pretty difficult for her to resist the urge to poke your face or put Meowy on your head, but as she gets used to the quiet, she finds she starts to enjoy these gentle, low-key moments with you. Sure, she prefers being hyper and loud, but silently nestling into your side and soaking up your warmth is pretty nice, too.

Thrilled to have knowledge about something you're studying, Power is always eager to tell you about blood. How it feels when she's directing its energy, the way it almost hums beneath her fingertips as she molds it to her will. It's not something you'll find in any textbook, and your professors probably won't quiz you on how blood "feels"—but it's still fascinating stuff. Whenever you're diving into the specifics of how blood flows through the heart or mapping out arteries and veins, you tell Power about your studies. You listen eagerly as for every fact you give her, she tells you something about blood that you'd never find in any textbook.

Power absolutely insists that you get enough sleep. Pulling an all-nighter is simply not an option. "My human," she commands, closing her hands around your shoulders, " 'Tis time for us to go to bed." If you protest, telling her you'll come in a few hours, she pouts and shakes her head firmly. "Not an option! You must rest, and I must have someone to cuddle with." She'll physically pull you into bed if she has to. If you have to get up early to finish something, she'll begrudgingly allow it, but going to sleep together is non-negotiable.

All of your notes and flashcards are littered with Power's doodles. It's her way of cheering you up when you're three hours deep into studying the brain. Little scribbles of stars and hearts and hammers (don't ask), or sketches of Meowy doing impossible things like fighting a supervillain or rolling up some sushi. She's not the best illustrator but her pictures definitely have heart, and they do the job of cheering you up splendidly.

Makima

Makima's no stranger to a busy schedule, so she completely understands your struggles. For her, maintaining a planner is a must and she'll gladly help you start one. She gets you a plain faux-leather journal, your name embossed on the cover in gold. Inside is a neat chart laying out the week in precise detail. There's a spot for to-do lists, due dates, progress trackers for big assignments. She's also included reminders to eat, stretch, and drink plenty of water in the margins. She really thought of everything, and if you end up using the planner to its fullest extent, it pretty much kills your procrastination problem. (It's much easier to get things done when it's broken down into efficient, day-by-day steps for you.) Pay attention, and you'll find new comments from your lover packed inside the margins. Simple things, like "Be sure to eat something nutritious today" or "Remember, you have to be at your internship an hour early on Tuesday.", penciled in her neat handwriting. It's not an "I love you"—she struggles with those—but for Makima, the simple care is close enough.

Outwardly, Makima is sympathetic when you lament that you've got no time for friends and family. She nods her head and frowns when you tell her it's been three weeks since you've gotten to go out on the weekend, and assures you that you'll be able to hit an izakaya or bowling alley with your friends soon. Inside, though, Makima likes that your busy schedule keeps you from interacting with people too much. This way, she gets to have you all to herself. Makima loves that you have precious little free time, and that you spend most of it on her. The less other people get to claim your attention, the better.

Instead of eating on her lunch break, Makima dedicates that hour to you. She comes by your place to share a quick lunch, or drives you to your internships. Even if it's only a twenty-minute car ride and a quick kiss before you hurry into your internship building, decked out in scrubs and eager to learn, Makima cherishes this rare time with you.

Sunday afternoons are scheduled date times. No matter what might be going on at work, Makima pushes it aside to spend the day with you, and she expects you to do the same. It doesn't have to be anything fancy. Just getting coffee together or walking the dogs down a new path is enough. What matters is that the two of you, despite your demanding workloads, have time that's just for each other. She's not happy if you try to blow off your scheduled date to study. It's her favorite part of any week, so expect her to act cold for a few days if it's taken away from her.

Makima respects your work ethic, and she's incredibly proud of you. She makes it a rule not to bring her personal life into work—that would just make you a target—but she's hidden a photo of you, beaming at the camera in your scrubs, in her office. Whenever she's stressed, she pulls out that photograph and reminds herself how impressed she is with your hard work and diligence. It's enough to help her refocus and get her own work done.

Makima knows you're busy, so she likes to take care of your needs. Often, there's a healthy lunch she's put together for you in the fridge, a full bottle of filtered water in your bag, and a fresh notebook on hand in case you run out of paper. She prides herself on anticipating your needs. It sends a surge of satisfaction through her when you start to ask a question: "Darling, have you seen my—" only to cut yourself off as she holds up whatever you're looking for. She hands it off to you with a barely-there smug look and quick kiss to your nose. Now, if only she would look after her own daily needs with such dedication...

#chainsaw man/reader #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man #chainsaw man headcanons #quanxi/reader #quanxi chainsaw man #quanxi x reader #quanxi #power x reader #power chainsaw man #power/reader #power #makima x reader #makima/reader #makima chainsaw man

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lavender-rosa · 1 year

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Chainsaw Man Characters + Coffee and Tea

Power: Thinks that coffee tastes like mud water and that tea tastes like piss. If she wants caffeine she will just chug a whole pack of redbulls. She thinks Aki is lying about "quality" because all tea and all coffee tastes the same to her.

Denji: He accidentally had a sip of Makima's coffee once and spent the next hour eating his way through Aki's shoe.

Aki: Likes his coffee with lots of (oat) milk and sugar. Power and Denji are always making fun of him for how he takes his coffee, and he's always like "it just...tastes better this way?" and they are like "well of course YOU'D think that, you fucking pussy" and then he's like "you guys don't even LIKE coffee so why the hell are you on my case about it?" He likes jasmine tea and he thinks that boba is the devil.

Himeno: She only likes coffee when it's one of those caramel mocha vanilla frappuccino abominations that barely even tastes like coffee. She thinks regular coffee is disgusting. She likes tea when it's cold or when she's sick. One day she gives Power a sip of one of her fancy Starbucks drinks and she sees God. She lies and says it was gross.

Kobeni: Not a big coffee drinker. She likes mint tea. She likes chai. She likes boba. She likes snapple. Simple stuff.

Angel: He puts milk in his coffee, a lot of sugar and sometimes cinnamon. He doesn't like tea because it literally just tastes like someone soaked leaves in hot water, and when anyone responds "yeah.....that's just exactly what it is..." Angel's like "and you drink that? By choice?"

Kishibe: While he would much rather drink alcohol he is still a snob about coffee and he doesn't care about tea, he used to grind his own coffee when he was younger and thinks putting sugar or milk in it is a sacrilege. Makima wishes he would shut the fuck up.

Quanxi: Agrees with Kishibe, albeit less passionately. Mostly because she thinks that not drinking coffee black is for pussies.

Makima: Doesn't want to admit she has a caffeine addiction, the stuff she drinks is so strong it could kill a small child. Prefers earl grey and black when it comes to teas but drinks them rarely.

Beam: Is this really someone you want to give caffeine to?

Reze: She doesn't really drink tea or coffee but sometimes she will drink a monster energy drink because she enjoys watching people's reactions.

Yoshida: He doesn't want to get addicted to caffeine, so he refrains from drinking coffee, will only drink tea if it's iced or in boba form. Sue him.

Yoru: Actually really wants to try out one of those caramel mocha vanilla frappuccino abominations but insists on drinking her coffee black even though she hates the taste because apparently she has a reputation to maintain. Asa thinks she's being a complete dumbass.

#csm #chainsaw man #csm headcanons #denji #power #aki hayakawa #himeno #kobeni #yoshida #quanxi #asa mitaka #reze #makima #beam

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sonizitos · 1 year

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memento mori ☆ . . . ☆

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sapphics4quanxi · 10 months

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only quanxi can make smoking look cool everyone else pack up and dryheave elsewhere

#quanxi

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kiwicidios · 2 years

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࣪ . ׄ ⌣ 🌪 gatinha assanhada ࿙࿚࿙࿚ . 𓈒 ׄ ྏ

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quangxi · 1 year

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senses & other specific headcanons .

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE SMELL LIKE? natural , with a hint of spice akin to a burning fireplace & chestnut . the smell of her vices tend to cling to her skin , be it the smell of cigarettes or sex , so she prefers a musky cologne to conceal it the best she can .

WHAT DO YOUR MUSE’S HANDS FEEL LIKE? while regeneration leaves little room for scars to remain , the flesh of palms is left rough and calloused rather than supple . of course , her preference for using blades makes this all the more present , as any healed injuries can be quickly reopened with the next fight . perhaps surprisingly , she does often use hand lotions to keep moisturized : not exactly necessary , but … her women do prefer it .

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY EAT IN A DAY? admittedly very little . she tends to only have coffee in the morning , perhaps eggs or a steamed bun if she feels particularly low on energy . around lunch is much of the same if she’s working : a quick stop for rice or a sandwich , an apple … dinner is her preferred meal . she makes treating her girlfriends a nightly routine , asking each what they crave and working out a plan for their night . restaurants are frequented , as it’s the easiest way for each woman to get exactly what they’d like . quanxi prefers simple : rice or noodles , with a large helping of meat .

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE A GOOD SINGING VOICE? she’s never really tried , never felt a reason to sing even when alone . at most , she has hummed a chorus that sticks in her mind . she’d really only sing if one of her girls asked her to , and if she did try , it would be pleasant though a bit pitchy .

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE ANY BAD HABITS OR NERVOUS TICS? cigarettes being the most prominent . similar to himeno , smoking became an early habit with the job , one of the only ways she knew to release something . something else to smell , to feel , that wasn’t more blood or filth or rot . it was her earliest vice , one she was far more reliant on before discovering her sexual desires . need for them has died down over the years : in truth , becoming a nervous tick on their own . oftentimes , the pack she carries will remain unopened or with plastic wrap still attached , a series of taps to top of box in her pocket serving as a familiar comfort when she’s alone on job . smoking for her is both a bad habit , and a nervous tic all at once .

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY LOOK LIKE / WEAR? quanxi keeps uniform surprisingly clean considering her line of work , always keeping tie tightened and shirt tucked snug against her figure . the uniform used to be something that brought pride , and thus , deserved to be kept pristine even if it could be easily replaced . while she still keeps it in best shape , as resentment for job began , the uniform felt like a mockery . she’s grown tired of seeing it , tired of the threads connecting her to government bullshit she never cared to be privy to . when out on free time , her outfits are far more casual , hints of personality coming through in leather jackets & skirts , paired with either tight - fitted turtlenecks or loose tanktops , and boots usually up to mid - calves . hair is almost always tied into loose low ponytail , only let loose when in privacy of own home . she hates when it gets in the way .

IS YOUR MUSE AFFECTIONATE? HOW SO? absolutely , and far more than most would initially assume . while she may remain very stoic and indifferent to others , there is a delicate side she allows only partners to see & leaves others to speculate . in truth , her lovers are the one weakness she has : she’d gladly throw away her own life for theirs , even if the thought of entering hell without them is the greatest pain she can imagine . as such , a part of her worries every time they step out openly clinging to one another , sharing kisses & wrapped in embraces . worries that another , much like makima , will harm them to get to quanxi . most affection is reserved for the privacy of their home , a place she’s made entirely sure is free of any threat from the outside world . her love language is absolutely displayed through touch : a cupped chin as she trails kisses down lover’s neck , fingertips trailing shapes and paths across bare skin … and , most often , sex . it is something she denied herself for many of her years , as she didn’t understand her own attractions until meeting Long for the first time . it was something primal , at first , more lust than love … but it has grown to be the most cherished intimacy , the most vulnerable she allows herself to be without losing control . of course , affections are displayed differently depending on what partner prefers . her language is easily adaptive .

WHAT POSITION DOES YOUR MUSE SLEEP IN? flat on her back , embracing her loves as best as she can . they often fall asleep tangled up together , sprawled out however they please on a mattress with little pillows or blankets . they tend to run hot , and keep each other warm enough .

COULD YOU HEAR YOUR MUSE IN THE HALLWAY FROM ANOTHER ROOM? no . she doesn’t like yelling , hardly makes too many noises during sex , either . the loudest indication of her presence would be either the tv , sounds of lovemaking , or if she happened to be in combat . even in combat , quanxi is quick and quiet , capable of taking out opponent before their own death could even be processed . the most one would hear if caught close would be a simple thud as body falls limp .

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#⊹˳⁺ ››―› love is the devil & the devil doesn’t sleep. ﹕ study.

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crowsyart · 1 year

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Quanxi as a grey wolf

Her girlfriends are Kind of like her pack

#anthro au #chainsaw man #quanxi #quanxi chainsaw man

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kimhargreeves · 2 years

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Love, Hate and Denial-Kishibe x Reader

Summary: You've been assigned to a team, there you meet a man that won't stop flirting with you even if you aren't interested. Slowly you begin to open up to him.

(So I wasn't planning on reading the CSM manga but I did and finished it in two days and I loved almost everyone but decided to write on Kishibe. I'll be writing on Aki soon and Power too. If anyone want a part 2 let me know.)

I can't believe I'm late! This is my first day at the job as an Public Safety Devil Hunters being assigned on the Special 1st Division. I had to apologize to my boss and quickly headed out to my first mission with Quanxi.

Quanxi and I have been friends for years, being the only friend I had when I first arrived to China. I spent many years working there until she was called in for a job. I was ready to say my goodbyes when she told me to pack my bags, she recommended my work to some higher ups and here I am back in Tokyo.

"Hey sorry I'm late!" I waved my hand when I saw Quanxi up ahead with someone by her side.

I made it to a stop and bowed my head at them both. "It's unprofessional to be late at your first job." She said being blunt as ever.

I stood back straight and put on a cold face likes hers. My eyes slowly wandered to my side and saw a tall man looking at me, with dark eyes and jet black hair and piercings.

"So you're also my new buddy? If you're not strong enough I'll make sure to protect you, so why don't you become my woman?"

I blinked a couple of times being taken back by his words, and even more surprised when he grabbed both my hands.

W-Who is he?!-

I stared back with my eyes wide open when Quanxi all of the sudden slapped him. "Stop that. Let's get to work."

"Tch, right! Let's go." I grabbed hold of my katana and quickly followed Quanxi glaring at the man for being so weird. "Hurry up before we leave you."

I ran over to Quanxi who was far ahead and noticed a demon up ahead inside a building which looked liked a slaughterhouse. I drew my weapon out and glared at the devil up ahead which was finishing consuming a kid. That made my blood boil and so did Quanxi.

"Don't let your anger get in the way, (Y/N)." Quanxi warned glaring back at me and standing in my way from walking closer to the devil. "I'll take care of this one, you stay back and help him out."

Before I could protest Quanxi ran ahead and made me fight the other devil who was behind me. The man behind me drew his two katanas and I did with mine. My expression grew worried when I saw a baby in the devil's arms with blood splatter.

The both of began to fight the devil that wouldn't let go of the crying child. It began to laugh maniacally and dodging our every attacks.

"We fight perfectly in sync! Hey wanna head out on a date after this?"

I glared back at him and felt my face turn bright red. "Now's not the time you idiot! Ugh! Try to distract him and I'll grab the kid." I ran straight forward and getting closer to the devil while the man began to finally slice the devil up.

And here I come! I held my weapon tight slices the devil's arms and the man managed to decapitate it. I reached out and held onto the crying baby in my arms.

I furrowed my eyebrows and sadly stared down at the baby, he won't remember any of this or his parents or sibling's. "At least you're alive." I whispered after saving my katana and holding the baby with both my arms.

"Did it stop crying?" Quanxi appeared with not a single drop of blood on her.

"Aw is your motherly instinct kicking in, if so we can have one-" Quanxi slapped the man this time again. "Quit it, Kishibe." She warned.

The man didn't even seemed fazed by it only gently rubbing his cheek. "Next time be more useful or I won't hesitate to cut you up." I also warned him.

"I only took his job because Quanxi is my best friend and I want to help as many people as I can with this devil problem."

Kishibe seemed surprised by smiled nonetheless and patted my shoulder. "You're definitely my type of woman."

I was ready to kick his ass but felt the baby stir in my arms. "We better get you to safety."

The three of us walked out of the building and over to tell our boss about today. He and his team were quick to take care of the kid and give it a proper home and family.

It was finally night time which meant Quanxi and I were having dinner at a small restaurant with had a bar. Quanxi was drinking and rejecting every men that came near her.

I was staring at my bowl filled with udon thinking back of the baby. My parents were also killed by devil's back when I was around six years old, I grew up on the streets for another year until Quanxi's parents found me when they visited Japan, they raised me as their own and took me to China.

My stomach is growing but the feeling of leaving a child behind was making me feel useless for not being more of help, if I hadn't been so late maybe one of their parents would've been alive.

"Mrs. Future Wife. Nice to see you're here again, can't get enough of me can't you?" I frowned at Kishibe's words and only glanced at him.

Noticing he had a single drink in his hand and a cigarette in the same. I kept looking at my bowl and noticed Kishibe taking a sip from it, "Better eat it up before I do!"

"Not hungry. Don't disturb me." I simply said hoping he would leave me alone. I glanced back and saw just what I needed, I snatched the glass filled of alcohol and drank it all up. Making me burp and order another.

"I'm in need or another drink, why don't you fetch me another one Mr. Future Husband man?" I decided to joke too.

"Coming right up." Kishibe said happily.

The second drink over, then a third and fifth. My face grew red and my long hair messy in a ponytail, "Easy on the drink, (Y/N)" I heard Quanxi warn from the other side of the bar.

"I think you've had enough." Kishibe said sitting on the stool next to me.

I laughed it off and ordered another one, "This is just what I need don't be so boring…Why don't you become useful to me and order me another one?" I teased and looked back at him and placed my hands on his waist then lap.

I noticed his surprised face turn bright like mine, right when I reached for my other drink next to him I held onto my stomach and began to throw up all I had consumed.

"Disgusting!" Quanxi annoyingly said.

"Alright enough drinks for the night. Let's get you cleaned up." I sighed feeling weak to stand up, I felt Kishibe holding me up, "Hey where do you think you're going with her?!"

I was too weak to answer to Quanxi who questioned Kishibe where he was taking me. "Don't you dare do anything to her!" Was all i heard later on and I passed out.

The next morning I woke up in an unfamiliar face i didn't recognize Kishibe at first when I saw him, so a string punch landed on his face. I apologized to him and quickly ran out of the apartment. I didn't even realize that I was wearing another pair of clothes that wasn't mine.

This is so unprofessional of me.

That same morning I presented myself at work to roam around Shibuya to see if there were any other devils around. Quanxi stayed right by my side and kept glaring at Kishibe.

"I won't get angry at you, did he do something or not?" She demanded from me.

"Don't think he did. He doesn't seem the type to do such things."

"Most men won't hesitate to have taken advantage of a drunken woman. You need to keep your head focused on our job."

I glanced at her and nodded my head. "Right, sorry I worried you. It won't happen again."

I haven't spoken to Kishibe since he arrived at work this morning, he arrived with my set of clothes now washed and dried. I saved them up at my locker and thanked him before leaving him alone and made it clear to him to not talk to me.

"I'm here for one thing and that is my job." I made it clear. Since then we haven't spoken.

Quanxi made it very clear to him too to not bother me, making sure to slap him every chance she got.

The day certainly was very tense, boring and long. We all departed our ways and before I knew it a day turned into a week, then into months.

It was finally December… Christmas to be more specific.

I yawned as soon as I entered the same restaurant from my first day at job and only saw a few customers since people were too lazy and cold to even step outside since it's been snowing. I loosened up my scarf and sat on a stool.

My eyes wandered over to the restaurant full of Christmas ornaments and a tree beautifully decorated by a corner with many Christmas lights also adorning the restaurants walls.

"Merry Christmas, (Y/N). What can I get you today?" The older nice man asked with a smile.

I smiled up at him and ordered the usual, "hot chocolate with marshmallows." That's the thing I've been ordering a lot lately.

"Great my first Christmas alone." I muttered to myself. Whatever..I'll have a splendid time on my own! Since Quanxi went back to China I'm left alone.

"Merry Christmas stranger." A gentle voice said next to me

My eyes looked over surprised to see Kishibe here. The only times I've seen him is when he's at the bat drinking. He's become quite of a drinker lately.

"Kishibe? Didn't expect to see you here today..Merry Christmas."

"Here's your order."

My cup of hot chocolate was here and I noticed Kishibe with another drink and a plate of pancakes shaped like reindeers. I couldn't help but chuckle at the bright colors on it.

"This isn't mine.."

"Aha yeah right." I smiled and sat closer to him.

I noticed a red candy placed one of the reindeers nose. "This isn't my type of thing but I noticed you eating it last time…seems appetizing."

"Yeah but why combine it with alcohol?" I asked tilting my head.

"Doesn't it help you keep warm?"

I shook my head at him. "Nope. I gave up on alcohol last time I got so drunk so I don't want that again."

Kishibe let out a chuckle which made me stare at him and felt my stomach make a flip, I've been feeling weird ever since I rejected Kishibe and now Quanxi isn't here to slap him again, truth be told I kinda missed having him around.

"So, Quanxi left huh?"

"Yeah, not sure when she'll be back." I said and saw him taking small bites of his meal. I also learned just recently that he had flirted with Quanxi when they met but was rejected when she said she was interested in women.

"How's the meal? I haven't seen you drink anything other than alcohol, here have this." I slid over my hot chocolate and fixed the straw i drink it with.

Very low Christmas songs began to play throughout the restaurant. With me staring at Kishibe slowly taking a drink from it, an indirect kiss. I blushed and looked away.

"It's actually good." Kishibe lowly said and handed me some of his pancakes which I quickly reached and began to eat. I blushed even more when I noticed his eyes wander to my chest.

Quickly I sat down at my seat and tried to make it seem like I didn't noticed him. "S-So what do you plan on doing?"

"Heading to my home. Rest up."

"Hmm now that I think about it, we don't know that much about each other. Yet you know plenty about me.." I pouted when I noticed he wasn't listening to me. "Umm..You could never be ice cream because you're so hot…and a person."

This made his glance over to me but said nothing. Did I say it wrong? I felt my entire face blushing when I noticed him begin to chuckle then laugh at my embarrassment.

"You're cute when you blush."

I felt myself blushing ten time more. "I'm not blushing! Your face is just so hot that I got sunburned."

This made him chuckle then more as he wiped his tears, "It's night time, (Y/N). The sun isn't even out yet." He hummed and rested his head on his palm to look at me. "You're so cute you know?"

I looked away from him feeling way too embarrassed to look at him. Is the reason why I rejected him so many times was because of how loyal I was to Quanxi's friendship?

"Ya know he reason why your friend kept on slapping me and warning me to stay away. She was actually trying to get your attention."

I hummed not quite understanding him. "But I like spending time with her why exactly would she hit you?"

"(Y/N), Quanxi wanted you to be here girlfriend." My face grew pale then back to pink.

"O-Oh?! I didn't have a clue, now I feel stupid. So that's why..I'm so sorry for treating to badly too it was never my i-intention!" I continued to apologize until I felt Kishibe rest his palm on my cheek.

Kishibe smiled lovingly at me also seeing his face turn to pink. "I'll make you the happiest man if you decide to stay with me."

This time I felt very happy to be with him. I quickly reached over and kissed his lips and made sure to pull away quick, "That makes me your woman officially! Let's go to your place then."

"Let's do that." Kishibe and I both smiled at each other, paid for our meal and we walked hand on hand over to his apartment.

Quanxi will definitely have a heart attack and kick Kishibe's ass once she finds out about us. In the meantime I'll make him the happiest man and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us.

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