An elderly man sat in a richly decorated office. He is the head of the criminal part of the city of Kuoh. Over the decades of his life, he had to do many things to achieve his position and maintain it. The man was proud of himself, but today his reign may end.
Hyakki Yako is a yakuza that has taken over most of Japan in the past few years. They do not tolerate competitors. There are only two options: join them and become subordinates, or be completely destroyed. And yesterday they arrived in this city and arranged a meeting.
There was a knock on the door, distracting the owner of the office from his thoughts.
— Come in.
After permission, two guards entered the room and stood behind their boss, while two more remained outside, closing the door.
— Good evening, — the man stood up and greeted the guest, — When I learned that such a famous group decided to establish contacts with me, I was very happy. Have a seat.
After waiting for the young man to sit down in the offered place, the man sat down opposite him, internally chuckling at the fact that this young man had arrived alone.
— Thank you for your hospitality, — the platinum blond smiled. — I'm sure you're a very busy man, so let's get straight to the point.
— Good. For what purpose did you come here?
— It's very simple — from this moment, Hyakki Yakou begins his activities in Kuoh. Therefore, we have several conditions for us to get along together, — the guy acted carefree, talking about such serious things. Such an attitude angered the man, but he did not let it reflect on his face, which could not be said about his guards.
— And what conditions are we talking about?
— Just a couple, — the young man showed three fingers before continuing: — First — no drugs. Hyakki Yakou does not work with drugs and will not allow this crap to spread on his territory.
The man frowned after hearing the first demand. This part of the business was not the main one for their gang, but it brought in a good income. For the sake of a partnership with such an influential group, he could agree, because in the future it would bring more profit. After some thought, he nodded.
— Our second condition is that you do not interfere in our affairs and do not hinder the advancement of the business.
— As long as you do not interfere with us, then everything is fine, — he immediately agreed with this. No one likes it when outsiders interfere in their affairs. — And what is the last condition?
— The last condition is that your organization becomes subordinates of Hyakki Yako and carries out all our orders, — having finished speaking, the blond leaned back on the back of the sofa. With amusement in his eyes, he waited for the reaction of the interlocutor.
Looking at his interlocutor, the leader of the gang realized that he was being mocked. These yakuza are not going to cooperate, and all the previous conditions were voiced to see his reaction. The man could not stand such disdain for himself. Rage filled the gang leader. The last drop of his patience was his guest, who looked at him as if he were a clown.
— So, what is your decision? — the blond asked, as if not noticing the state of the interlocutor in front of him. — If you do not agree, then we will have to take everything into our own hands.
— How dare you talk to me like that! — the man jumped up from his seat. — I spent most of my life trying to take control of this city, and you just want to take it all for yourself. You won't get it! I will never let this happen.
— Old man, calm down, — the young man looked at this entire tirade with indifference. — In this world, power rules. Therefore, it does not matter whether you want it or not, but this city will end up in our hands.
— It is not for you to say this, — he looked at the blond with disdain. — You're just a brat whose job it is to convey the words of his boss, — a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. — But you're right — the strong can do whatever they want. So I will convey my answer along with your head.
— Oh, and you can do it? — Surprise appeared on the young man's face.
— Naturally, — he pointed his subordinates at the impudent guest. — Deal with him and send his corpse to where they settled in the city. Just do it quickly. We need to prepare to smoke these rats out of our territory.
— With pleasure.
— I didn't like him from the very beginning.
Both guards headed towards the blond with an evil smile. His disdain and insult to the gang made them hate the young man.
— It's your choice, — completely unconcerned about the threat to his life, he pulled a pistol from under his jacket with a quick and practiced movement.
Shots rang out in the room. No one in the room expected this, so when the guards saw the weapon in his hands, they froze for a split second and were unable to react. As soon as the first shot rang out, the owner of the office had already pointed his pistol at the messenger, but did not have time to prevent the death of his second subordinate.
One, two, five... The man did not stop until he had put all the bullets into the blond.
— Haa... haa, — breathing heavily, the gang leader looked at the dead young man. He could have died if the enemy had aimed at him first. He looked with fury at his guards who had flown into the office. — What the hell did he have a gun with him for?!
— Boss, we checked him at the entrance, — one of the men spoke, — he didn't have a weapon with him. I swear!
— Then where did he get it from?! By magic? — the leader continued to shout at the guilty ones.
— You're right — it's magic, — a voice that no one expected to hear sounded in the room and immediately after it, new shots rang out. — It seems you failed to get my head.
With a wide smile, the young man watched as the man in front of him retreated from the "dead man" in shock. Backing away, he tripped over the corpse and fell, but even so, the old man did not stop crawling, trying to get as far away as possible.
— What's wrong with you? It's like you saw a ghost, — the blond asked mockingly.
— H-how... why are you still alive?! I definitely shot you!!! — the man went into hysterics.
— This is not enough to kill me, — Kiyoshi got up from the couch.
— Don't come near me! — the man picked up his subordinate's gun and began shooting randomly at the approaching guy. — Damn it! Who the hell are you?! — he screamed, seeing that the bullets could not harm this creature in any way, and purple fire appeared where they hit. As soon as the flame went out, there was no trace of damage left, even the clothes were restored.
— I am the leader of Hyakki Yakou, — said Zankoku, stopping in front of the man, — And you refused to cooperate, which means... — he pointed the barrel of his pistol at him.
— Stop! Wait! I will do whatever you say, just don't kill me, please, — the old man threw away his pride and begged for mercy.
— That's it? Then sign this contract and I will spare your life, — a magical contract appeared in the blond's hands.
—Demon,— burst out of the man's mouth when he saw a piece of paper appear out of nowhere.
— A little, — Kiyoshi smiled crookedly, — but do you agree?
— Yes, yes.
At the moment when the man was trying to overcome his trembling and sign the contract, the office doors opened. Shinichi entered the room accompanied by three men.
— Are you not finished yet? We have already taken control of the building.
— I am at the final stage, — he took the magic contract from the shaking hands. Such situations arose often, which helped Zankok strengthen his demonic part. — Now everything is ready.
— You will not kill me? — the old man asked hopefully.
— As agreed — you will live. — Shin looked at his friend with a silent question. — According to the contract, we are not supposed to create problems in Kuoh, and the disappearance, murder or accidents of several dozen people in a couple of days will attract attention. So this time we will do it differently, — the blond looked at one of those who entered. — Dig into the heads of all the owners of dark businesses in the city and force them to transfer their business to us under the guise of a deal. No one will know whether we paid them or not anyway.
— Okay.
***
The new day for the students of Kuoh Academy began as usual, but changed after the first lesson. A transfer student appeared in one of the classes. The white-haired beauty with a beautiful figure and her laconic manner captured the minds of both boys and girls. Shirone Zankoku was dubbed one of the beauties of Kuoh. Although she could not compare to Akeno Himejima or Rias Gremory in her "maturity", she easily competed with the student council president Sona Shitori.
In addition to the regular students, the residents of the supernatural world were also watching the new girl. That's why the two heiresses gathered during the big break to discuss it.
— When I talked to her in the morning, showing her around the classroom, I didn't notice anything unusual, — Sona told her friend while drinking tea. — She's no different from an ordinary person.
— Then he just sent his relative here to study? — Gremory asked. — I don't think she's here for no reason.
— I agree, — the girl adjusted her glasses and recalled the details of their last meeting. — Kiyoshi wouldn't do that without a reason. He could be gathering information about us.
— Maybe, — Rias nodded. — But you don't think he'll attack the Demon Lord sisters, do you?
The Sitri heiress didn't share her friend's cheerful tone and didn't rule out such a possibility. She always believed that it was better to prepare for even the slightest possibility than to regret it later.
— Sorry for being late, — "Queen" Gremory entered the office with a knock. — I was held up talking to the new girl.
— We were just discussing her, — Rias informed her servant. — Have a seat.
— What can you tell me about her? — Sona immediately asked the question that interested her.
— She definitely disguises her power. — The girl tapped her finger on her cheek, formulating her thoughts. — When talking to Shirone, I didn't feel anything unusual, but as soon as I accidentally touched her, I immediately felt an unusual power.
— Considering that they are connected to the Youkai faction, then it is possible that it is senjutsu, — Sitri expressed her assumption. — If so, then she herself may be a Youkai. We will need to monitor her actions at school.
— As long as she does not create problems, it does not matter, — Rias waved off the possible threat. — Better tell me, Akeno, what did you talk about with her.
Before answering, a warm smile appeared on Himejima's face:
— I was interested in one of your guests from yesterday. His name is similar to my friend, but his appearance is different from the past. That's why I wanted to meet him.
— And what was the result?
— After school, I'll be able to see for myself when he comes for Shirone, — anticipation could be heard in the girl's voice.
The people around were surprised by such a reaction, because they all knew that Akeno never paid attention to guys, ignoring them. However, now she was looking forward to meeting her supposed friend.
— You were so close to each other in the past? You speak of him so dreamily, — the red-haired demoness pouted. — You never told me about him.
— Well, he was a few years older than me and wouldn't even look at me in such a way. But I would be happy if he became mine, — a blush appeared on her face. — Kiyoshi is a very confident, strong and cruel man. It is worth remembering how he mercilessly beats others, his face with a bloodthirsty smile and drops of someone else's blood. This sharp predatory look ...
— That's it! That's it, Akeno, enough! — Rias looked in amazement at her friend, who hugged herself with heavy breathing, trying to calm down. She always considered Akeno a sadist, but such a reaction was too much. Gremory was glad that there were only girls in the room. — What came over you so suddenly? And judging by your words, your friend must be a dangerous person.
— Yes. Kiyoshi is definitely dangerous — the brunette nodded with a smile. — He even used me as bait to track down another gang.
— Bait? — a surprised exclamation was heard from those around.
— Yeah, — she nodded. Akeno wasn't angry recalling what happened, but only smiled with nostalgia. — Because of him, a bunch of hooligans were chasing me and my friend.
— What a bastard! — Rias burst out. She was angry at what she heard. — How dare he use my Akeno like that.
— If that's how it was, then why are you smiling happily, Akeno? — Sitri couldn't understand it. — If you were meanly used, such a smile is inappropriate.
This question made the brunette laugh:
— Hee-hee-hee, of course it made me angry, — Himejima answered looking at the surprised faces, — but it also taught me a good life lesson, — her gaze slid imperceptibly over the Gremory heiress. — I wasn't in any particular danger. After all, he staged this whole show and arrived at the very end, saving us from the villains, like a hero. I could have fallen in love with him if he hadn't explained the situation and my role in it himself. — The girl chuckled again. — He simply bought me off by paying "moral compensation". He didn't even care about my reaction to all this. Kiyoshi is definitely a bad guy.
— And you want to see such a person again? — The red-haired girl was surprised.
— I'm looking forward to our meeting.