It sounded just like how I imagined it to be.”
After he got his manga, we’ve been laughing and talking for the past 2 hours. As we talk, we forgot the age gap between us and have already became friends. Fufufu. He had a bad first impression, but when we started talking, we realised we can get along. “Okay! Maybe I should make a contract with you as well?”
“Yeah! President! Thank you for the contract!”
Yes! Yes yes yes yes! I’ve gotten my first contract! My road to getting a peerage has started! My legend starts from here! “Okay it might be a standard wish, but can I wish to become rich?”
I see. That is indeed a normal but a popular wish people would ask. “Okay. I’ll check.”
I turned on the portable device for Devils, and operated it. When I input his wish, the answer appears. “Ah, umm, in your case, for you to fulfil that wish, your price would be your life. So you will die.”
“Die! ?”
“Yes, in the Devils’ world, they say that “Individuals life isn’t equal”. I’m sorry. So for you to wish becoming rich, Morisawa-san, you would have to die.”
“It feels like I just got my heart ripped out, but that’s okay. Anyway, if I make that wish, where will I die?”
“Umm. Ah, you will die as soon as the money starts dropping from the sky. Looks like you can’t even touch it. This is awful.”
“Guha! So I can’t smack the money onto your face then! ?”
“Hey, don’t try to hit me with it.”
Yeah, I just witnessed someone’s dream getting crushed. I see. Like I thought, making a wish like that is basically near impossible for Morisawa-san. So this is what Buchou means that people’s value isn’t equal. What an unfair world we live in. “T-Then how about a harem? How about wishing for lots of girls in a sumptuous feast! ?”
Oh. So you will go there, huh! I’m a bit moved. He’s a guy, after all. Of course he will wish for something like that. “Morisawa-san! I also love harems! It’s every man’s dream after all! Amazing! I think I can enjoy drinking alcohol with you one day! Even though I’m a minor!”
“I don’t care about that, so what does it say?”
I input his wish in the device. Oh my, that’s a harsh answer. “Well, it says that you would die as soon as the beautiful woman and girls come into your sight.”
“I’m going to die just by seeing them! ?”
“No, it says as soon as they come into your sight, so you won’t be able to tell whether they are beautiful or not. That’s harsh. Isn’t it better to walk past beautiful girls in the city?”
“U-Uwaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Suddenly Morisawa-san who is an adult, starts to cry. “So I was a human who didn’t have much worth!? Uggh, I can only say I’m sorry for being born……”
I pat softly on Morisawa-san’s shoulder. “Let’s continue talking about Dragon Ball till morning. You want to battle-play Dragon Ball? I will be Goku and you can be Freeza. Is that okay?”
Morisawa-san nods his head while crying. Like this, my first contract became invalid because I have to take care of my client. Next day, after school. “…………”
Buchou is angry. She’s lifting her eyebrow and she didn’t say a single word. I’m standing in front of her and my face is pale. Yesterday, I was playing Dragon Ball with my client and finished the night with it. Oh yeah, Kiba said something like this with a bitter smile earlier. “This kind of case has never happened before.”
“……Ise.”
The tone of her voice is deep and scary. “Yes!”
“You talked with the client about manga, and what happened after that? What about the contract?”
She came straight to the point. I have sweats coming out of me. “T-The contract became invalid…… We battled-played a certain manga till morning!”
“Battle-play?”
“Y-Yes! You act as a character from that a specific manga and then start an imagination fight!”
Why am I explaining something like this so seriously? Explaining this to her is making me want to cry. “I-I know that as a high school boy I should be embarrassed— no, as a professional Devil, I should be also embarrassed! I-I’m regretting it! I’m very sorry!”
I bow down my head while apologising. Seriously, what on earth was I doing till morning? “……After the contract, we ask the client to fill in the questionnaire on the leaflet we gave them. We ask the client, “How was your contract with a Devil?”. The questionnaire which is filled appears in this leaflet, but……”
Buchou shows the paper with the feedback for the questionnaire to me. So there’s a thing like that, huh. Devils job are more complex than I thought. “……[It was fun. It was my first time having a good time like this. I would like to meet with Ise-kun again. I hope I can make a good contract with him next time]…… This is the questionnaire filled by the client.”
—! My chest became hot. Morisawa-san…… I wasn’t able to do anything, but you……
“This is the first time I received a feedback like this. I wasn’t sure what to do first. That’s why I put on a weird expression because I didn’t know how to react to this.”
Buchou isn’t mad? But it’s true that I didn’t make a contract……
“To Devils, what’s important is that we actually make a contract with humans who summoned us. We then receive the price from them. That’s how Devils have lived for a long time ago. ……I didn’t know how to react because this is the first time I encountered an incident like this. You might have failed as a Devil but the client was happy with you……”
Buchou has a puzzled expression, but she then smiles. “But it’s interesting. That is certain. There wasn’t any Devil like you, but you really are an interesting boy. You might become the number 1 Devil for unexpected things. But remember to do the basics. You make contracts with the clients, you grant their wish, and then you receive the price. Okay?”
“Yes! I’ll do my best!”
Buchou forgives my actions. That alone makes me so happy that I feel like dancing. Buchou, next time I’ll definitely do it! At night after I made a vow. Once again, I’m doing my job. I’m on full throttle peddling my bicycle towards the client’s house at night. This time, I’m heading towards a mansion that is 30 minutes away from the school. It took me 30 minutes to reach even though I was going at full speed. The client isn’t pissed, right? I stand front of the door and rang the bell. A Devil who has to ring the door bell truly is saddening. I also want to get summoned through the magic-circle soon. Then after a short time, there is a reply through the inter-phone. “It’s opened. Come in-nyou.”
It’s really a thick voice. It’s a guy. Huh? “Nyou”? Did he just say “Nyou”? No, it must be my ears. I open the door, took off my shoes at the entrance, and walk timidly into the mansion. The moment I open the door, I became speechless. “Welcome-nyou.”
A humongous body. And an overwhelming presence. It’s an enormous guy with incredible muscles wearing a gothic-lolita outfit. If I look carefully, the buttons on the outfit looks like they are about to fall off. There also some places in his outfit which looks like it’s about to get ripped.