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"Wheeeek... ugh... wheeeek..."
"You okay?"
Gongja asked Denji, who was vomiting into the toilet.
Denji shot him a glare that seemed to ask if he really thought he was okay.
"I'm fi—"
"No, you're not."
Denji started staring at him like he might kill him on the spot, but Gongja ignored it and went on.
"So I'll make you okay."
"What the hell does that mea—"
"Don't you want to try sex?"
"...."
"I'll let you do it."
"How?"
"But! There's a condition."
Denji took his eyes off the toilet and fixed them on Gongja, listening intently.
"You can't do it with Makima."
"What?!!!"
"With her, anyway... no. Let me rephrase that."
'You can't, you idiot.'
Still not fully sober, Gongja swallowed the rest of the sentence with all his might, thought for a moment, then continued.
"Let's say you did it with Makima and she thought your technique was total shit."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Then what, because she was disappointed in your technique, would she go at you two or three more times? Or would she just do you once and call it quits?"
Denji's eyes went wide, and he clapped a hand over his mouth.
He was deeply moved by Gongja's insight.
"Th-then what should I do...?"
"You need to build up your technique by doing it with other women."
"Ooh..!"
"—You two are both completely insane."
The Future Devil said this in exasperation, finally going serious over Gongja's behavior for once.
Of course, Gongja ignored him.
"I'll help you do it with other women. Okay?"
"Okay!!"
"Then you'll forget what I just did?"
"Of course!!"
"Good! Then from today on, call me big brother."
"Yeah, big brother!"
"..."
The Future Devil had a lot to say, but he held it in.
Well... it wasn't the first time he'd seen this.
After that, Denji and Gongja threw an arm over each other's shoulders and headed home together,
and because of that, Himeno and Denji's "contract" never happened.
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The very next day after the newbie welcome party ended, Makima boarded a train heading to Kyoto. She had business in Kyoto today.
Seated by the window, she watched the scenery slide past and thought to herself.
'...What exactly is a friend? What kind of person is that?'
She had been clinging to that unanswered question for about ten minutes when.
Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out on the subway.
The source of the shots was the seat directly behind Makima, and the destination of the bullets fired with those shots was the heads of Makima and her attendant.
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