Kawasaki, 2AM.
"M-Mr. Fool. P-please spare me. Even better! Join us! We—" The demon tries to plead.
"NO." Red simply refuses.
"I LIKE INFORMATION." He demands.
He does not use his child act as there are no cameras and witnesses around.
"A deal?" The demon gets hope.
"Yes. Give me information. I will make it quick and painless." Red offers.
"I-I…" The demon's eyes widen.
"Demon, would you like me to hand you to your victim's family? I don't care about your demon core." Red plays with the demon's imagination.
"I-I'll talk." The demon, feeling no way out, accepts his fate.
Soon, *shlink* Red, with a simple nick of his self-made rune knife on the body of the demon's host, "BLLGUUHHH* the demon is dead, and its core condenses in front of its former host's mouth.
Another demon core is added to Red's possession.
Only the demon core he just collected, does not have as much energy as Ag'Dramos's.