Naoya woke up, he stands up getting out of his miserable couch and went to himself some coffee. As the coffee machine was pouring its beverage, Naoya checked the clock, it said 11:24am.
- "Holy shit it is that late? I didn't know i could sleep that much on that couch"
Then he thought about the half demon girl he hosted yesterday, we she still asleep? Well at least she did not try to kill him in his sleep.
Naoya opened slowly his room's door just to find Kota, laid on the bed, eyes wide open. Surprised, he asked, not fully understanding
- " You know that you can wake up if you are awake right?.."
Without anwering for a long minute, Kota, turned her head towards him, staring at him, squinting her eyes.
- " I feel nice there, it does not smell cigarette"
Naoya felt a bit embarassed, that was the first time someone actually complained about the smell in his appartment. He was used to live alone so he could not care less about his place, but now that he got company for a bit, he found it a little bit embarassing..
The floor was hideous, dishes were not cleaned, the smelling of cold tobacco was intoxicating.
-" Oh, about that ahah.."
Kota stared back at the ceilling. Noaya stilled gave a faint smile, then went back in the living room. He noticed that the appartement was perhaps in a real mess.
The hitman then headed to his room and grabbed a dirty shirt he had and quickly left. Kota was wondering what he was up to. By sitting on the bed, she yawned. It had been ages that she hasnt slept that good. Before she left the room, the clock was saying 2:32pm.
Kota oepened the door and saw Naoya's living room all clean, windows wide open, the roof was almost shining. Naoya was at the window frame, smoking.
-" Why did you clean your mess?" She asked.
-" Oh hmm..because you made me notice that it was a real mess ahah!"
Kota raised her eybrow, she headed to the bathroom but encountered some boxes stacked in a corner. She got closer to actually see what was in there.
As she got closer, she noticed a photo of a woman in a laying frame, an ordinary woman. The frame was accompanied by a necklace and a shard of what was looking like a bottle.
Suddenly, Naoya came from behind and closed that box in a hurry.
-"Ahahaha what are you looking for Kota? Food, toilet paper?"
Kota smelled that Naoya was trying to avoid questions.
-"Who is this woman in the photo frame?" She asked coldly.
That question had an impact on Naoya she could tell, She sees that he is trying to keep his usual smile up.
-"It is..I mean, it was my mother. Many people told me i did not look like her."
Naoya's smile faded away.
-"I wish I did look like her, not like my father."
A heavy silence settled in the living room.
-"AH..Ahah i am sorry I didn't mean to kill the mood like that"
Naoya says, rubbing the back of his head. He then grabs her by the wrist and pulls her toward the fridge. As he was gripping her wrist, Kota felt a bit embarassed by the action.
-"You will not stay there forever but hey look that is a fridge, there is not loads of food i know it but it will be enough for you im sure"
Kota then glanced at Naoya with suspicious eyes
-"And what about you ? This is still your house even if you act like it is mine"
Naoya surprised by the questions answered back
-"don't worry about me silly, I am on a diet no need to eat too much"
A long silence between them two then proceeded as usual. But this moment actually got cut by a harsh scream coming from outside the appartement.
Naoya did not hesitate and quickly rushed outside, his gun on his hips just in case. He approached the source of the sound carefully, it was coming from Haruto's storage room in the hall.
The hitman got closer and closer, his hand on his weapon, he approached his hand from the handle...
But suddenly, the door opened itself abruptly, Haruto was standing there, in front of Naoya.
The left part of his face was covered by a weird texture, looking like rotten flesh. Haruto was looking weak, out of control.
-"What happened to you Haruto, is everything alright??"
Naoya asked not fully understanding the situation. Haruto passed by him, slowly but carefully.
-"Naoya..I need to purify the world..I need to stop these conflicts. Peace we must achieve.."
The hitman did not know what to do, Haruto seems lost but he is looking too dangerous for Naoya to get closer.
Haruto slammed the door behind him and started to walk quickly frenetically, heading to a unknown place to Naoya.
Kota that heard everything behind the door, sticking her head out the door.
-"You are not following him?"
Naoya jumps as he did not expect her to be here
-"Well, if he is really human he will certainly come back home, otherwise it wouldn't be a big loss"
The half-demon girl shrugged and went back to the bedroom.
Although Noaya did not really care that much about Haruto's fate, he was still curious. Where could he have gone ? And what was this "Purification" that Haruto was talking about ?
It was late at night, around 2:00am. Haruto was wandering in some empty streets of Kyoto, searching for something, for someone.