Prologue

"Fucking motherfucker, that hurts."

A strange green fluid leaked from what could only be assumed to be its thorax.

"Jesus fuck, it hurts!"

As he laid, up against the concrete wall behind him writhing in pain, he heard steps approaching.

The devil turned its head, with its amalgamation of compound eyes and antenna to look at the boy passing by.

"You, I have the fucking deal… the deal of a lifetime for… fuck… for ya!"

The boy looked into the alley, and slowly walked towards him.

His dark brown, ruffled hair covered his eyebrows.

Squatting next to the insect-resembling devil he said:

"A deal..?"

The green liquid started to drip from his eyes and various mouth organs.

"Fuckin' merge with me, me and you will be one, but I wont take over."

The devil held out one of his various limbs.

"However, you're gonna kill that blonde bitch who put me down like this, sounds good right?"

Underneath his bangs, the boy's dark brown eyes gleamed with excitement.

Maybe something will be different this time around..?

He held his hand out and shook the Insect Devils leg-arm thing.

"You got a deal mister insect! I'm Amakusa Tozue! But it'd be better if you just call me Tozue!"

As the devil's movement grew weaker, he said:

"Fuck yeah, mate."

After saying this, the devil's shape became distorted, and he latched onto Tozue's arm.

As the mass of goo slowly crept up his arm into his ear, he said, with an air of nonchalantness:

"Woah… thats a really weird sensation."

As the insect devil moved beneath his skin, into his brain, he left behind something on Tozue's head.

An arista, which blended in with the rest of his hair.

But, as if instinctively, he had the impulse to pull it out.

While reaching for it with his right hand, his left hand slapped it away, resisting the sudden urge.

"I don't think I should do that… juuuust yet."

Tozue, who was still in his schools Gakuran, as he was on his commute back home, twisted around and left the putrid alley.

"So then, who's this 'blonde bitch' I have to take care of…?"

With his hands in his pockets, Tozue walked home, as if nothing he saw really even happened.

Unsure of what he had just became, he tried to figure out how he should schedule his weekdays between finding the blondie, attending school, and going to taekwondo practice.

As he racked his brain around his tight schedule, he said, with sadness:

"Bye-bye free time…"