"Alright, Kuro-chan, stop playing. It's time for us to leave," Yuu squatted down and reminded him.
She treated the Destruction Devil exactly like a child.
But Kuro-chan wasn't like a human child. She could only coddle him and give him an endless amount of pampering. Because if Kuro-chan ever got upset, the consequences would be incredibly severe.
Previously, South Korea had angered Kuro-chan. As a result, half of the city of Seoul was instantly wiped off the map. Even to this day, Seoul remained in a half-crippled state.
"Bye-bye, old man Natsume," Kuro-chan put away his yo-yo and waved to the crowd.
"Goodbye, Kuro-chan. Next time you come, we'll give you lots of Mini 4WD cars."
"Did you hear that, Yuu? Old man Natsume is going to give me lots of Mini 4WDs!"
Kuro-chan's head spun a full 360 degrees. The fixed smiley face on his head changed into a laughing expression. It seemed he could only change his expressions by physically spinning his head.
"Lord Kuro-chan, the number of Mini 4WDs in your house is already innumerable."
"I still have several empty mansions. The extra toys can be put in those other mansions."
"Very well, Lord Kuro-chan. As long as you like it, Yuu will not stop you."
Yuu held Kuro-chan as they sat in the backseat of the car.
At that moment, the backseat window slowly rolled down, and Kuro-chan poked his head out to look at Arata. "Arata, let's have a fight next time we meet! The winner gets to make one demand of the loser."
"This..." Natsume Noriyuki panicked slightly. He had witnessed the terror of the Destruction Devil firsthand. It was safe to say that right now, Arata was completely no match for him and would easily get crushed.
"No problem. I'll be waiting for your return, Kuro-chan," Arata replied calmly.
"I'm very satisfied with that answer. Goodbye then, Arata. Make sure you're ready to fight Kuro-chan next time we meet!"
With that, the car window slowly rolled back up. The stretched luxury limousine drove off into the distance under everyone's gaze.
Standing to the side, Natsume Noriyuki couldn't understand why Arata had agreed to it. Did he actually have the confidence to defeat the Destruction Devil?
"Arata, Kuro-chan was just joking around, and you actually agreed to it?!"
"If I can absorb the Destruction Devil, not only will my strength increase, but the level of my Dream Realm will also level up."
"Kuro-chan is a Full-Form Devil! He's not like a fiend who can't unleash their full power!"
"Don't worry, Natsume. It's not like we're fighting right now." Arata maintained his nonchalant attitude.
Listening to their conversation, Denji suddenly got curious and asked, "Master, is that devil really that strong?"
"Of course. After all, 'destruction' also means to ruin, to damage, and to shatter. It's something everyone fears in their daily lives. Even I would be afraid of our bonds being destroyed or the harmonious life of Division 4 being ruined. Simply put, humans fear the process of something turning into nothing."
"If he can make even Master afraid, that guy must be insanely strong!" Denji hadn't expected a devil so short to be that powerful.
"Arata, do you know what the Destruction Devil's abilities are?" Natsume Noriyuki asked. "If you don't, I can tell you. Just to save you from going into a fight blind later on."
"There is nothing I don't know. Don't worry, I have my own ways of dealing with him."
"Master, what is his ability?" Since he was so formidable, Denji also wanted to know.
"His ability is Deconstruction and Reconstruction. Fixing the city was his Reconstruction ability. As for Deconstruction, he can break a person down into countless particles. Your immortal bodies would be absolutely useless in front of him."
"What!! Don't ever let the Great Me see that little squirt again!" Power felt a chill run down her spine.
"Arata, come here for a second." Natsume Noriyuki mysteriously pulled Arata to the side.
After glancing back to ensure no one was following, he leaned in close to Arata's ear and whispered, "Did you kill Baseball Guy?"
"Baseball Guy? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Stop playing dumb with me. I definitely won't do anything to hurt you."
"Baseball Guy is no longer part of the Moore Family. Even if he dies, the Moore Family wouldn't care."
"The Moore Family itself might not care, but his sister is still a member of the Moore Family. Right now, Baseball Guy's sister is constantly looking for her brother. If she finds out you killed him, she'll absolutely get the Moore Family to hunt you down for revenge."
"To tell you the truth, this Destruction Devil is connected to the Moore Family, and that woman, Yuu, is also from the Moore Family."
"They absolutely have the power to deal with you," Natsume Noriyuki rambled on nonstop. It was obvious just how much he cared about Arata's safety.
"So what's your plan?" Arata asked.
"One of my subordinates contracted with the Skin Devil. I currently have him disguised as Baseball Guy to keep his sister happy and oblivious."
"That's a pretty good plan."
"Yesterday, because he forgot to bring cream puffs, Baseball Guy's sister almost lost her temper. If this keeps up, my guy definitely won't last long before getting exposed."
"No need to make it so complicated. Just kill the woman and be done with it."
"That's even worse! Every member of the Moore Family has a special mark placed on them by the Revenge Devil. As long as someone dies, the Moore Family will instantly know who the killer is. It's a good thing Baseball Guy was no longer part of the family; otherwise, you would have died at Kuro-chan's hands today."
"Noriyuki. What are you guys chatting about?" Natsume Nijyo called out.
"Just catching up! I'll be right there!" Natsume Noriyuki smiled at his dad, then turned back to Arata. "I'll do my best to cover for you. If the day comes when they really find out, I'll notify you in advance."
"Thanks, Natsume. I'll invite you over to my place for dinner another day."
"No need. As a friend, this is what I should do." After saying that, Natsume Noriyuki jogged off to catch up with the cleanup division.
"Arata-senpai, once I get back, I'm going to discuss joining Division 4 with my father!" Sohei still hadn't forgotten about Arata as he left.
"If you insist on coming, I wouldn't mind making the Deputy Prime Minister's son scrub the toilets."
Watching the cleanup division walk away, Arata grew suspicious of Natsume Noriyuki's true identity again.
The fact that every Moore Family member had a mark from the Revenge Devil was something even Arata didn't know. Yet Natsume Noriyuki knew it crystal clear.
It was hard for Arata not to guess if he might also be a member of the Moore Family.
However, for someone from the Moore Family, Natsume Noriyuki's current occupation was worse than being a servant. The arrogant Moore Family would never allow a clan member to do this kind of dirty work. Even if it was just out of personal interest, like Sohei, they wouldn't tolerate something that damaged the family's prestige.
"You guys head back first. Your Master has somewhere else to go."
With that, Arata left the two of them behind, stepping into a Mirror Gate and vanishing.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a secluded street corner. Continuing down the alley to the very end, he saw a brightly lit tattoo parlor. It was the only shop open on the entire street.
Arata pushed the door open. Inside, the tattoo artist was currently tattooing a wing onto half of a man's butt cheek.
"You getting a tattoo?" A burly man with full-sleeve tattoos put down his magazine and asked.
"No tattoos. I'm here to buy devil corpses."
His blunt, straight-to-the-point answer caused three large men in the tattoo parlor to instantly pull out handguns and open fire.
Bang!! Bang!! Bang!!
However, the flying bullets all stopped exactly five centimeters in front of Arata.
"The Wind Devil's wind wall can't even be blown open by bombs. Bullets definitely won't work."
"A devil!!" The three bodyguards realized the intruder was incredibly strong and hurriedly scrambled into the back room.
At that moment, an ugly-looking fiend leaning on a crutch walked out from the back. He had fully intended to fight. But when he saw the intruder was Arata, his legs went weak and he collapsed directly onto the floor.
"What... what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see if you have any suitable devil corpses."
"You want to buy devil corpses?"
"Buy? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary."
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