"Hey, you're pretty energetic, kid."

Yan Liang slowly withdrew his right leg, looking down at the weeping Dian Ci with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

“I have a bad temper and no patience for your nonsense. Now that you're awake, get up and come with me…”

As he spoke, Yan Liang raised the tip of his shiny leather shoe: "Otherwise, I guarantee that the next kick will make you never need a girl's kiss again for the rest of your life."

"..."

Upon hearing this demonic whisper, Denji's screams abruptly ceased.

He pressed his legs together tightly, looking up at Yan Liang with a face full of terror. Even though he was in excruciating pain, he still unleashed the most astonishing will to survive in his life, breaking free from Hayakawa Aki and scrambling to his feet.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving, okay?! You sadistic man in a suit!" Dianci covered his crotch with both hands, walked with awkward pigeon-toed steps, and obediently followed behind Yan Liang, not daring to say another unnecessary word.

Seeing Denji's extremely miserable appearance, Hayakawa Aki finally stood up.

As he watched Yan Liang turn and leave, recalling the swift and decisive kick he had just received, he felt a dull ache in his lower body.

He, who usually dislikes meddling in other people's business, finally couldn't help but complain with a strange expression:

"Do you have such a perverse sense of humor? You always said that your secretary should do whatever needed to be done, but why are you doing this kind of thing yourself?"

Upon hearing Hayakawa Aki's words, Yan Liang stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head, glanced at Little Red trembling in the distance, let out a cold laugh that was hard to decipher, and pointed out the crux of the problem.

Why should I reward him?

"..."

Hayakawa Aki stood there, stunned.

He glanced at the girl with her legs clasped together, walking unsteadily, yet still stealing glances at Xiao Hong's face, and then at the timid Dongshan Xiao Hong. His mind raced.

A few seconds later, Hayakawa Aki, who was usually very serious, nodded in agreement.

That makes perfect sense; he couldn't find any fault with it.

Chapter Seventeen: Join the Police Force for Your Ideals

"Om-"

The black luxury sedan drove along the highway back to Tokyo, its wheels making a monotonous screech as they rolled over the asphalt.

Hayakawa Aki sat in the driver's seat, while Higashiyama Kokoro and Yan Liang sat in the back.

As for Denji, he was sitting in the passenger seat, huddled in a very cramped, pigeon-toed position, his hands covering his crotch.

Originally, considering the issue of supervision, Hayakawa Aki planned to have Higashiyama Kokoro sit in the passenger seat and have Yanliang keep an eye on Denji in the back.

But Denji absolutely refused to sit in the same row as him, which eventually led to the current situation.

"Hey……"

Finally, Denji recovered slightly from the soul-piercing pain. Suppressing the throbbing pain in his lower body, he broke the silence, his face full of displeasure:

"Pineapple head, where are we going now?"

Hayakawa Aki glanced at Denji and replied calmly, "Go to the headquarters of the Tokyo Public Security Anti-Demon Special Division."

"Police?" Dianci scratched his hair in frustration and snapped, "I know what you guys do, you're police officers who kill demons!"

"But why are you arresting me? I'm a victim too! Those gangsters tricked me. I only killed those zombies to save my own life!"

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a demon hunter from the common people, and I've paid my taxes! You bunch of tax thieves, stop doing nothing, you bastards!"

Hayakawa Aki showed no sympathy for Denji's complaints, and continued to explain:

"The so-called demon hunters are usually humans who sign a contract with demons and borrow the power of demons to fight."

“But you are different. You are a special case who can transform between human and demon. It is up to those above to decide how to deal with you.”

"Of course, they are usually strictly controlled or... killed on the spot."

"..."

Upon hearing the words "killed on the spot," Denji's complaints immediately ceased, and his face turned deathly pale.

"What, are you kidding me!"

Denji suddenly jumped up from his seat, pointed at Hayakawa Aki, and shouted, "I helped you when you were fighting those zombies, and now you want to kill me?!"

"I'm not going to that damn police station!"

A strong will to survive overcame all fear; Dianci grabbed the inside handle of the car door and pulled it outward with all his might.

Click! Click! Click!

The handle was pulled with a deafening thud, but the car door remained completely still.

Hayakawa Akira was about to shout at him, but Denji reacted even faster, raising his foot to kick the car door open.

"Goodbye, you bunch of crazy men in suits! I'd rather rummage through trash cans than go with you!"

Just as Dianci was about to kick the car door, a voice devoid of any emotion came from the back seat.

"You can get out of the car and try it."

In the back seat, Yan Liang didn't even lift his head. He remained leaning back in his seat, only raising his right hand and gently placing his thumb and middle finger together, aiming at Dian Ci's neck.

"I guarantee you, your head will fall off before you even open the car door."

"..."

Under Yan Liang's threat, Dianci's foot stopped in mid-air. He suddenly recalled the hundreds of decapitated zombies and the zombie demons cut in half in the abandoned factory.

And then there's my crotch, which has just suffered a devastating blow.

So, Denji obediently withdrew his leg, sat back in the passenger seat with a very docile posture, and quickly apologized with a smile:

"Hey, don't be so grumpy..."

"I was just joking."

"Look at you, what's the rush..."

Yan Liang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Dian Ci, who was trembling with fear at a single sentence. His gaze remained calm.

Because he was familiar with the original plot, he knew very well that Denji would not be killed even if he went to the Public Security Bureau. It was all a scheme set up by Makima to control the Chainsaw Demon.

But considering that letting this kid make a scene in the car would annoy him, Yan Liang decided after some deliberation to give him a piece of his mind first.

"Denji, right?"

Yan Liang lowered his right hand, and his tone softened somewhat:

“While what Hayakawa Aki said is true, don’t be too afraid. There are always exceptions. As long as you demonstrate the corresponding value, I believe the higher-ups in the Public Security Bureau will give you a break.”

Denji cautiously perked up his ears: "Value?"

“That’s right.” Yan Liang looked at him and said expressionlessly, “As long as you have value, they will not only not lock you up, but they will even let you join the police and provide you with a life you never dared to dream of before.”

"Want to eat bread covered in jam? Join the police force, and you can eat as much as you want."

"Not only that, you'll also receive a substantial salary every month."

"Really?! You can eat jam bread every day?!" Denji's eyes widened as Yanliang spoke, and he couldn't help but turn his head, his voice filled with excitement.

“Of course.” Yan Liang’s face was cold, and he finally threw out the condition that struck at Dian Ci’s soul, “More importantly, there are many single women in the Public Security Bureau. As long as you have the ability to become a superior, they will obey you without question.”

"My female colleague...is completely obedient..."

Upon hearing this, Denji conjured up an image in his mind: a hot, beautiful older woman holding a loaf of bread covered in jam, about to feed him...

My God, what could be more wonderful than this?!

As if to prove his point, Yan Liang turned his head and called out softly:

"Little Red".

"Ee?! Here, here!"

Dongshan Xiaohong, who had been huddled in the corner, sat bolt upright like a spring upon hearing her name called. Yan Liang, without even looking at her, casually asked:

"Tell him, what are the most basic requirements for working in the Special Items Department?"

"Yes...yes..." Xiao Hong was so nervous she was about to cry, and stammered as she answered loudly, "Yes, I will absolutely obey my senior's orders! I will never make my senior angry!"

Denji looked at Higashiyama Kokoro, who was sitting in the back row with tears in her eyes from fright, and swallowed hard.

"..."

Looking at Denji's gleaming eyes in the rearview mirror, Hayakawa Aki, sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't help but frown.

As a demon hunter who has watched his companions die one by one, what he despises most are these guys who join the police force with a frivolous attitude.

Normally, Hayakawa Aki would definitely stop the car, give this kid a good beating, and then kick him out. But…

Hayakawa Aki glanced at the expressionless man in the back row out of the corner of her eye, but in the end, she decided it was best to keep quiet.

What left him speechless was Denji's subsequent reaction.

"Actually, I've wanted to join the police force for a long time."

Denji, who was desperately trying to jump off the train just a second ago, suddenly took a deep breath and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

“But let me make it clear beforehand, the reason I became a demon hunter isn’t for these reasons.” Denji gazed at the roof of the car at a forty-five-degree angle and said solemnly, “Although I’ve spent my entire life in darkness, I’ve never given up on pursuing lofty ideals…”

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa Aki was taken aback.

Could it be that this kid isn't inherently bad, and actually has some conscience?

"so--!!!"

However, in the next second, Denji's solemn demeanor vanished instantly; his fists clenched, and his face was filled with a yearning for worldly desires.

"Quick! Pineapple head! Step on the gas! Drive faster!"

"I will pursue my lofty ideals—!!!"

"..."

Looking at the electric guy in the passenger seat who seemed to be on fire, Hayakawa Aki looked away, sighed deeply, and felt a dull ache in her stomach.

Without saying anything more, he floored the accelerator and sped off toward the Public Security Headquarters.

Chapter 18: Pava's Appearance

The black sedan finally stopped in the underground parking garage of the Tokyo Public Security Bureau's Anti-Demon Special Division.

As soon as he opened the car door, Dianci looked around like a country bumpkin visiting the city for the first time, finding everything new and exciting.

"Wow! Is this the Public Security Bureau headquarters? This building is so impressive! Even the underground parking garage is so clean!" Denji sniffed, rubbing his hands together excitedly like a fly, and shoved Hayakawa Aki close by to ask without any politeness:

"Hey, Pineapple Head, where's my cute female colleague?"

Hayakawa Aki didn't want to pay any attention to this brat whose mind was full of lust. He coldly tossed out a "follow me" and strode ahead.

Yan Liang followed behind with a leisurely pace. Dongshan Xiaohong, on the other hand, followed cautiously beside him.

Then, the group took the elevator to the office floor reserved for Special Section 4.

"Click".

Hayakawa Aki pushed open the office door. As soon as the door opened, a gentle voice, like a spring breeze, brushed past everyone's ears.

"Everyone has worked hard."

In the spacious and bright office, the woman standing by the window turned around. Her golden, ring-shaped eyes slowly swept over everyone present.

It was indeed Machima.

"Gudong."

Upon seeing Machima, Denji swallowed hard and froze completely.

His eyes, which had been darting around, were now glued to Machima, unable to look away even for a second. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest.

"This must be Denji, right?" Machima smiled as he looked at Denji, who was covered in blood. "I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Yes! I am Denji! I am sixteen years old." Denji immediately stood up straight and reported loudly, appearing quite reserved for a moment.

Machima's smile deepened.

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