“𝙸𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝? 𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛.. '𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜' 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝?"

"𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 [𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛]. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠."

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➪ His voice held a surprising ernest tone. Should she decide to look. He wouldn’t be able to stop what would happen to her. So, with the forest in silence. The witches bodies limp in the snow. A half dead body forced to silence by him. He gave her the chance. Cover, or don’t.

➪ No playful tone to his voice any longer. A silent undertone, the two were both taking this seriously at this point.

“𝙸 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜."

➪ Perhaps that is the human remnant of himself. All that’s left. It’s quickly snapped shut, the same cold hollowed eyes lingering all around. Un-verbally telling her, she should not be here.

➪ One she left the way she entered. Makimoto seemed almost surprised.
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➪ He drew her gaze to his own. Those eyes holding something that she could not explain. But they held comfort. A spine chilling one but a comfort nonetheless.

➪ A lift of the hand has him placing a suitcase atop the top. Even while his eyes are off her it seemed like his attention never left her. An always stoic expression while moving so casually.

“𝙸𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎."

➪ A singular piece of paper is pulled from the suitcase.

“𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎."

➪ The entire length of a tree suddenly wisps by them.

➪ A bleeding makimoto tilts his head to stare up at her with the still smug smile.

“𝙷𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕.

➪ Taking one look behind told that without a doubt. Both bones vanish from his hands. The contract complete.

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[ Two contesting powers. ]

➪ See if she can behave on her own account.

➪ See if she could control that screeching voice in her mind telling her that may killing him here and now might be the best option.

➪ Her, Its, move may very well change the balance here.

➪ His voice died down to a whisper so that only she could hear the final words to come from him.

“𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕."

➪ The file slipped to his side. Ringed gaze lingering upon her.

"𝙸𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞."

➪ It’s plainly stated but an underlying tone to it. A hand gesturing to the inside of her apartment.

“𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛?"

➪ He only watches as she enters. Not a single word said. Only a file next to his elbow.

➪ She’ll need to be the one to break the silence. Can she do it? How would Denji do it?

➪ He’s waiting.

➪ The day seems like it’s going to be filled with unexpected surprises. Our individual has now set out for the day. Guards stick to his sides.

➪ Not to give protection but to keep a watchful eye.

➪ He has many interactions he needs to make throughout today. [Reader] happens to be one.

➪ The third reincarnation sits at his desk. Newly appointed, and rather eager to commence his new job. For what reason however will remain untold for the time being.

"𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝗼𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝗺𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞."