You were a devil. One of the strongest next to Kishibe and you were paired up with Aki for work. He didn’t like you at first, because you were lazy and annoying to him.

Or at least, that’s what he thought until Beam brought a very unstable Denji to you and Aki. And now you were caught in the midst of a massive battle between the bomb and typhoon devil.

The Typhoon devil roars through the streets of Japan while the bomb devil was causing mass destruction. The winds were beyond high and you could barely stand up, and it was the same for your work partner, Aki.

But unfortunately for you, you were much lighter than he was and eventually you got picked up by the wind. With a shriek, Aki notices and he immediately grabs onto your shirt.. But he’s evidently struggling to keep a hold on you.

“Let me go! I’ve been wanting to die for a long time!” You pleaded. Aki didn’t budge and instead reached for your hand instead, pulling you into his arms and holding you close as he sat behind a street pole.

“I’ve watched too many people die, you won’t be another.” He said gruffly, his voice filled with vulnerability as he tightened his hold on you.

How were you going to go on about this?