If I could, I also wanted to appear through the magic-circle! What kind of loner would peddle their bicycle through the town in middle of the night! ?”
“Why are you the one getting pissed, you super pervert!”
“Super pervert!? Fuck you! I’m telling you that I’m a Devil!”
“Go home!”
The client opens his door. The client complains. He’s a skinny man. He looks unhealthy. He looks angry but as soon as he looks at my face, his expression softens. “……Are you crying?”
“Eh? Me?”
When I put my hand on my cheek, tears is on my hand. I’m crying. “Is that so? So you were shocked to find out that you can’t teleport through the magic-circle……”
“Looks like it.”
I was allowed to come into his room. He even made tea for me. The incident about the teleportation and the argument earlier crushed my heart more than I expected, and unconsciously I was crying. Of course I want to cry. The client, Morisawa-san, who saw that allowed me to come inside his room after feeling sorry for me. His room looks clean. It’s a tidy room for a single guy like him to live in. He told me that he works for the government during the day. Morisawa-san does his job seriously, but he was craving to get in touch with other people, so he ended up summoning Devils from that leaflet. “So it’s not Koneko-chan……”
He fell in love with Koneko-chan at first sight who was the first Devil he made contract with, and since then he has been summoning her. “I’m sorry, but apparently that girl is popular with other clients as well. It seems like she is in charge of the “cuteness” department.”
When you summon a Devil, you can wish for which Devil to summon by calling out that Devil’s name. Well, that’s how it was explained to me. And today Koneko-chan’s job was passed to me. There are cases when the Devil they chose can’t be summoned, so another Devil goes as their substitute. “I wished for a Devil from the cuteness category when I used the leaflet……”
“I’m a cute newbie, so can you be okay with that?”
“Hahaha! You talk of something impossible! If I had a silver sword with me, I would have stabbed you!”
Onii-san, you are laughing but your eyes looks serious. “By the way, what were you going to wish for when you tried to summon Koneko-chan?”
That is my question. Maybe I can also grant that wish of his. But that is instantly shattered when Morisawa-san took out a certain thing from the corner of his room. “I wanted her to wear this.”
Which girl’s school uniform is that from? I think I have seen it somewhere before. Or maybe, I haven’t. “It’s the uniform of Nagato Yuki.”
“Nagato……ah! From Suzumiya Haruhi.”
Even I know it. Suzumiya Haruhi series. It was a popular anime last year. “Devil-kun, do you also like Nagato?”
“No, I’m more of an Asakura Ryouko fan.”
“And your reason?”
“Her breasts.”
“—!”
Morisawa-san lost his word when he heard me reply without a second thought. Asakura Ryouko, a regular character from Suzumiya Haruhi series, and a beautiful girl with a glamorous body. “So you are a big breasts lover?”
“Yes, oppai are packed with dreams. That, I am very sure of.”
I then imagine Buchou’s naked breasts bouncing. Buchou, I've fallen in love with your oppai at first sight. I was too embarrassed to say it in front of you, but I will definitely protect your oppai, Buchou. Morisawa-san makes a lecherous expression while smirking. “You have good eyes. Seems like you have an extremely high passion towards oppai. I see, so you have an opposite fetish as me. I like small breasted girls.”
“I can understand that. I have a friend with the same taste.”
The guy that appears to my mind is my evil buddy who wears glasses, Motohama. He is a genuine pervert. That, I am very sure of. “Yes. Don’t you think she, Koneko-chan, looks similar to Nagato? For example her atmosphere. Though she’s a bit short.”
When you say it like that, Koneko-chan has a small body, she shows no expression, she has a body with no curves, her hair is short, and so they do seem similar. Nagato Yuki is also a character like that. “That’s why I wanted her to wear this. I really wanted her to wear it!”
Morisawa-san shed tears of regret. He sure is regretting it. He really wanted her to wear it, huh? “I’m sorry about it. Okay then. Let me wear it—”
“I’ll fucking kill you, bastard!”
Morisawa-san turns down my kind offer while shouting. Please don’t get mad while crying out that much. It’s a joke. I ‘m just kidding. Morisawa-san tries to calm down after whipping off his tears. He takes a deep breath and calms down. “Well, never mind. So what is your special skill? You are a Devil so you should be good at something right? Something like using a mysterious power. Just to tell you, Koneko-chan has extreme strength. She carried me like a princess.”
Morisawa-san says it with pride. Where has your pride as a man gone off to? Yeah, there must be people who get all high by being lifted up by a girl. But, my special trait? Hmm. I crossed my arm and then say it seriously. “My special skill is Kamehameha.”
“Go kill yourself.”
“What! What’s with that response! You shouldn’t say that right away! And your words had so much killing intent in it!”
“Of course I am! In what kind of world is there a Devil that has Kamehameha as his special skill! ?”
“Here! Right h~e~r~e!”
I said it strongly while pointing it myself. “Then do it!”
“I will!”
“If you can shoot it, then shoot! Don’t look down on us, the generation who grew up with Dragon Ball! When we were in junior school, all of us practiced doing Kamehameha during break every Monday. We even tried to collect spirits so we could use the genkidama, though nothing happened! Don’t look down on our generation!”
“Shut up! So who cares if you were raised while watching Dragon Ball! I have all of the manga volumes! I even bought the special cover version in first print as well! Me and my mates also played “Hide and seek by using ki”!”
I talked back to all of his argument. I’m pissed! Yeah, I’m really pissed! Then, I’ll show you! Hyoudou Issei’s version of Kamehameha! I activate my Sacred Gear! First I close my eyes, and then put my left arm upwards. I then imagine Son Goku in my head……and put my arm down while making a pose of doing a Kamehameha. I put all my energy in it! Shit! Take this, you Dragon Ball generation! This is my ultimate attack! “Kamehameha!”
Flash! Instantly, my left arm glows! The Sacred Gear, a red gauntlet, appears while covering my left arm. How’s that! This is my Sacred Gear! FLOW
I then look at Morisawa-san, and he is crying hard. He then grabs volume 1 of Dragon Ball from his bookshelf. He grabs my hand and we exchanged a passionate handshake. “Let’s talk about it!”
FLOW
Tears are also flowing out of my eyes. That’s enough to understand what he is trying to say. Any Dragon Ball fan will understand what he is trying to say. “Yes, let’s talk about it!”
So the long night starts. “Hahaha. Me too. I also think it was good that Wakamoto-san voiced Cell as well.”
“Yeah.