Chainsaw Man, starting contract to cut down the Demon Line

Logically speaking, Denji could have easily defeated him on his own. It's rather illogical that Hayakawa Aki and Denji, working together, are still locked in a fierce battle.

Yan Liang stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over the smooth cut. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed as he discovered the source of the anomaly—

Deep within that pile of rotten flesh, split in two, was a bullet-shaped piece of black flesh, about the size of half a little fingernail.

However, the aura emanating from it made Yan Liang discover it immediately.

Chapter Fifteen: As expected of you, Denji-kun

"That is……"

Hayakawa Aki came to Yan Liang's side, and following his gaze, his eyes also fell on the black slice of meat.

“Slices of the Gun Demon’s flesh.” Hayakawa Aki’s gaze turned grave as he spoke in a deep voice, “No wonder the zombie demon possesses such power…”

Seemingly fearing that Yan Liang might not understand the seriousness of the matter, Hayakawa Aki continued, "The Demon of the Spear is an extremely terrifying demon. As long as you swallow a piece of its flesh, the power of any demon will be enhanced."

As he spoke, Hayakawa Aki pulled out a specially made sealed bag and tweezers from inside his suit jacket. He carefully used the tweezers to pick up the piece of meat, put it into the bag, and sealed it.

"This mission not only cleared out the target, but also unexpectedly recovered this item. Miss Machima should be very happy."

After carefully putting away the meat slices, Hayakawa Aki's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. Then, he turned around to face Yan Liang and solemnly bent over at a forty-five-degree angle.

"I'm sorry." His tone carried a hint of reverence. "I shouldn't have tested you with that attitude in the car earlier, and I shouldn't have doubted your abilities. I overstepped my bounds."

To be honest, isn't this typical Japanese thinking? They'll never truly acknowledge you until you demonstrate the strength that matches your status.

Facing Hayakawa Aki, K didn't say much and went straight to Higashiyama Kokoro, who was still slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Xiao Hong's legs were still trembling, and tears were hanging from the corners of her eyes, like a frightened puppy. When she saw Yan Liang's tall and shadowy figure approaching, she instinctively shrank her neck and tightly closed her eyes, preparing to be scolded.

But unexpectedly, instead of being scolded, a warm hand landed on her head.

Yan Liang stopped in front of Xiao Hong and gently patted her head twice.

"You've made progress, Dongshan Xiaohong."

With a rare hint of appreciation, Yan Liang said, "In that situation just now, you didn't turn around and run away. To be able to overcome that level of fear... that's good, you really deserve some praise."

"Huh?"

Xiao Hong was stunned. She raised her head blankly, staring at Yan Liang with wide eyes, even wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

This was the first time she had received affirmation from her boss since she started working! And it came from the mouth of this man who was as strong as a monster!

"Really?"

The fear in Xiaohong's eyes faded, replaced by a secret delight at being recognized. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and even her voice became much lighter: "Hehe... I, actually, I think I was pretty brave just now..."

However, before she could laugh, Yan Liang withdrew his hand.

He straightened his cuffs and casually added:

"It's not so much that it's brave, but at most it's obedient and knows not to run around."

"Otherwise, the moment you turn and run away, you'll die even faster than that zombie demon."

"..."

Xiao Hong's expression froze, and a chill ran down her spine and straight to her head.

"Waaaaah—!!"

Ignoring Xiao Hong, who had fallen back into a state of existential doubt, Yan Liang turned to look at the electric train not far away.

"Alright, stop making a fool of yourself. Stand up and go check if that kid is dead."

Then, the three of them stepped over the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground and walked to Denji, who was lying in a pool of blood.

At this moment, Denji had deactivated his Chainsaw Man transformation. He lay sprawled on the ground, his tattered white T-shirt stained with blood.

Hayakawa Aki sized up the boy in front of her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

His messy, short blond hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat and blood, and his delicate face looked extremely thin due to long-term malnutrition.

"So young..." Hayakawa Aki couldn't help but exclaim. "Judging from his appearance, he's only sixteen or seventeen at most. At such a young age, he can actually fight like that against a demon of that level..."

Yan Liang stood aside, quietly watching the electricity on the ground.

Young? Of course, young.

In the original work, Denji was only sixteen years old when he first appeared. But he endured far too much suffering that someone his age should not have to bear.

He was burdened with a huge gang debt left by his father's suicide when he was young. In order to survive, he was forced to sell his organs. He survived on a single slice of toast every day, and his only place to shower and sleep was a drafty little wooden shack.

It wasn't until she was ruthlessly betrayed by the gang and died tragically in a trash can that she merged with her pet, the chainsaw demon Pochita, and became what she is now.

It can be said that before meeting Makima, Denji's early life was a pure tragedy.

Of course, meeting Machima only added a touch of absurdity to the tragedy of his later life; it didn't fundamentally change anything...

"Hey, wake up, can you still hear me?"

Hayakawa Aki crouched down and reached out to pat Denji's cheek, trying to wake him up, but Denji on the ground did not respond.

His eyes were closed, his chest rose and fell slightly, and only faint breathing could be heard.

"Hey! Kid, can you still get up?" Hayakawa Aki frowned and increased the pressure on his hands. Yan Liang, who was standing next to him and saw this, narrowed his eyes.

"Were you too badly injured and passed out...?"

"This is a problem. According to the normal procedure, we still need to take him to the police station to make a statement."

Hayakawa Aki murmured, and just then, Denji, who should have been unconscious on the ground, suddenly began to talk to himself in a weak tone, as if he were talking in his sleep:

"Ah, I can't go on anymore..."

"I've been fatally wounded... I'm dying..."

"But in my whole life... I've never been in a relationship..."

"If only there were a cute girl right now..."

At this point, Denji's dream suddenly became very concrete:

"Ideally, it should be a girl wearing a black suit... who looks easy to bully... give me a loving kiss..."

"Maybe... I'll miraculously survive..."

While talking in his sleep, Denji pouted his blood-stained lips and aimed them at Higashiyama Kokoro, who was standing behind Yan Liang.

Clearly, before he collapsed, this guy saw Dongshan Xiaohong trembling in the back!

"..."

"..."

Hayakawa Akira's hand, which was suspended in mid-air, froze. Yan Liang stared blankly at the mouth on the ground that was pouting like a chrysanthemum, and sighed silently.

As expected of you, Denji-kun.

"babble----!!!"

Xiao Hong, who was precisely named, was terrified.

She clutched her chest with both hands, staring at the bloodied, pursed face on the ground with a look of utter horror, as if it were a monster. She immediately hid behind Yan Liang, tears streaming down her face.

"Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!! Senior Yan Liang, he's so disgusting!!!"

Chapter Sixteen: Chainsaw Man - A Must-Play Time Travel Project

"..."

Faced with this shameless boy on the ground, the usually serious and upright Hayakawa Aki felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He was good at dealing with demons, but he was completely helpless when it came to dealing with these stubborn and eccentric minors.

"Do you have any suggestions, Yan Liang?"

"Should I call someone from the medical department to take over?" Hayakawa Aki rubbed her throbbing temples and asked him.

"But that would make the subsequent reports very troublesome to write. Moreover, special cases like him, who can transform into a demon while maintaining human sanity, are being closely monitored by the higher-ups. In any case, he must first be detained at the Public Security Headquarters, and even then, Miss Machima must be allowed to make her judgment..."

“Or rather…” At this point, Hayakawa Aki’s gaze fell on Xiao Hong, who was hiding behind Yan Liang.

Upon being caught in Hayakawa Aki's gaze, Higashiyama Kokoro took three or four steps back like a frightened rabbit, waving her arms in front of her chest, almost bursting into tears:

"No, no! This...this is my first kiss! I don't want to give it to this frivolous brat!"

"No need for that trouble."

Seeing this absurd scene, Yan Liang, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, finally spoke up.

"Let me help him break free from... the hypnosis."

As he spoke, he strolled forward leisurely and waved to Hayakawa Aki:

"Come here first and do as I say."

Hayakawa Aki approached suspiciously. Yan Liang turned his head slightly and whispered a few instructions in Hayakawa Aki's ear.

"..."

After hearing Yan Liang's plan, Hayakawa Aki's expression became very strange.

He glanced at Dianci lying on the ground, then at Yan Liang who had a calm expression, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

But there was no other way at the moment, so he finally nodded and accepted Yan Liang's suggestion.

Hayakawa Aki stepped forward and knelt down on one knee beside Denji. Then, he reached out and pressed down on Denji's arms, firmly pinning him to the ground.

Feeling his arms being forcibly locked, Denji, who was still trying to pretend to be unconscious, suddenly became unhappy.

"Are these two damn gay men planning to forcibly lift me into the car?"

"Dream on! As long as that cute girl with the red hair clip doesn't kiss me, I'll stay here and die today, be carried away on a stretcher, and never open my eyes no matter what happens!"

Thinking of this, Denji simply stopped acting altogether and started talking in his sleep even more enthusiastically:

"I don't want a rough man to move me!"

"I won't get up without a girl's kiss..."

Looking at Denji's incredibly irritating face, Yan Liang stood directly in front of him.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Liang silently prepared himself mentally.

For Yan Liang, meeting the protagonist of his favorite comic was an unrealistic fantasy.

But reality doesn't always follow logic. Now, he not only saw Denji with his own eyes, but also had a chance to have a "friendly exchange" with him...

Faced with this situation, his hidden mischievousness was also stirred up, and he surprisingly felt a little eager to try it out.

Yan Liang didn't speak, but slowly raised his right leg backward, accurately locking onto the target's location.

Then, the right foot, clad in a leather shoe, slashed out towards that spot with a sharp whooshing sound!

"Thump—!!!"

A muffled thud that would send chills down the spine of any man rang out.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Just a moment ago, Dianci was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, but now his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. His once handsome face twitched uncontrollably after feeling the devastating blow to his soul from his lower body. His expression was also twisted into an indescribable look of pain after Yan Liang's powerful kick.

A devastating blow, leading to annihilation!

Immediately afterwards—

"Awoooo ...

It was as if a diligent farmer's apple tree, painstakingly planted for over a decade, had been kicked down by the roots just before the harvest season. The incredibly tragic screams echoed throughout the entire factory.

In excruciating pain, Denji instinctively tried to curl up to ease the agony. But to his despair, he discovered that his hands were still being held down by Hayakawa Aki!

He was unable to cover the area that had been fatally struck, and was forced to spread his legs to endure the excruciating pain that pierced his very soul.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It's broken! It's broken! It's going to break!!!"

"No! No, not there!!!"

Dianci was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. He writhed wildly on the ground, cold sweat pouring down his face like a waterfall.