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"It's still two weeks until the whore nun arrives. I have more than enough time to take care of the homeless FUCK."
Mittelt giggled at her furious words.
"My, my, getting so riled up by a human? How mighty pathetic of you!"
Raynare fixed a glare on Mittelt hard enough that she actually stopped talking. This wasn't the same fury from earlier, no, this was an entirely different level.
"I don't care anymore. I'm just going to kill him and make him suffer."
"HEY! HEY! Not gonna tell me you just hung up on me, yeah? Couldn't handle the hard truths?"
Raynare glared down at the offending cellphone, the call still connected. Mechanically, she leaned down and grabbed it again, putting it by her ear.
"I'm going to kill you," she said again, coldly.
"Uh-huh, sure thing. I'm sure you thought the same when sending those 12 assholes, yeah?"
Her grip once again tightened on the phone.
"I'll cut your balls off and make you swallow them whole."
"Ooooohhhh, I'm shaking! Shaking! The mighty angel humiliated into performing kinky fetishes for a hobo. How fucking superior."
"YOU FUCKING WASTE OF-!"
"Anyway, I'll send you the pics I promised, yeah? Bye-bye, sweet-cheeks."
Before Raynare could spit all the fury she wanted, the call ended.
She stood very, very still, but her eyes betrayed absolute anger, ready to be unleashed at a single moment. Kalawarner approached her.
"Raynare… you really, really shouldn't waste your time on that human. He poses no threat now that he's left Kuoh."
"HE DISRESPECTED ME, and I'm not letting a FILTHY FUCKING HUMAN get away with this!"
"He's in Kyoto! We cannot just barge in there and do as we want there! The Yokai-!"
"TO HELL WITH THE YOKAI, I'll have that filthy fucking asshole's head and they're not stopping me!"
A small ping rang from the phone again. Raynare turned her fury to the offending device. The notification read '(1) New Message.'
She debated for half-a-second if she should open it, before deciding that not opening it would be cowardice AKA: losing against the hobo.
With that mindset, she opened the messaging app and saw the picture.
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Raynare's eyes, already filled with the fury of a thousand-year-old being, somehow managed to contain more anger, a snarl more fitting for a rabid dog than an angel took over her face as she finally crushed the Nokia with her hands.
"That was a picture of his penis."
With that last statement, Raynare flew up, destroying the church's roof and making a headline for the road, intent on following the trail of the man who had humiliated and mocked her far more than any other being had in recent memory.
Raynare was going to kill that hobo.
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We've entered: Kyoto.
Please make sure to have all your belongings on hand.
As the bus driver announced our arrival at the city, I marveled while looking out of the window, enjoying the night city lights and the change of scenery compared to the much smaller Kuoh.
This was a proper city, the kind that I had grown up in and, inevitably, learned how to do all the nasty crime I partook in.
I glanced to my right, where a corpse was peacefully resting with his eyes closed and his coat covering his throat.
So far, no one had noticed the 12 bodies on board, even when the bus assistant did a round to check if anyone wanted the free cookies that came with the ticket (which I gratefully accepted), they all went unnoticed.
They just assumed they were sleeping, and didn't give them a second glance.
That would change once we arrived at the station, since then they'd inevitably find my massacre and I really didn't want to be in the vicinity when that happened.
Thus I grabbed my backpack, which now had three exorcist guns, three new magazines filled with those special exorcist bullets and three lightsabers, plus the blanket they told me to leave in the bus (suckers), and got up from my seat.
It was a shame I didn't get to loot more than three corpses, since they were too far from my seat and it'd make some noise to mess with the bodies.
Shamefully, they didn't have wallets, so no money to steal there, which was a real fucking shame since this entire encounter cost me $20 USD just by generating coins.
This left me with $48 bucks left, which was a dangerously low amount of cash to work with.
But I did manage to harvest their humanity.
A sick grin filled my face. Fucking 12 humanity was now inside of my backpack too, turned into those portable sprites.
And if we added to the haul the Souls they all gave me….
4927 Souls.
This had been a massive fucking day for me. I was eager to go to sleep and see how much XP I gathered. This would be a huge jump in power, I was fucking sure.
And the one I needed to thank for that was that stupid angel bitch, sending the easiest possible threats against me.
Truly, she earned that dick pic I gave her. Hopefully it'd make her cold, sad, lonely nights a whole lot more bearable now.
Was riling up the angel REALLY a good idea?
What a boring way to view life. If you had a bitch who looked down upon you get absolutely demolished in every single way, what kind of man, what kind of human were you if you didn't make sure they fucking KNEW who was the top dog?
It was a matter of dignity, sending that dick pic. She needed to learn her fucking place, and that was below the filthy homeless man.
As I walked to the front of the bus, I glanced at the clock: 1:02 AM. Really fucking late. I'd just go and make myself a bonfire in the most desolate place I could find. I had humanity to spare after all.
And so, telling the driver to stop in the middle of the city, I got down from the bus and took a deep, deep breath.
The bus soon departed with 12 bodies inside it, which would probably become an unsolved case in some documentary.
I stretched my arms and looked up to the sky.
Daniel García was in fucking Kyoto, you assholes.
Now, it really was late and I really was hungry, but I didn't have a single clue on where you could even eat here. Honestly, I just wanted to set up the fucking bonfire.
And so, changing very little from my routine in Kuoh, I looked for the dirtiest alleyway possible and put myself to work on building that bonfire.
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