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Atsushi Nakajima a boy who doesn’t seem to fit into this realm. He had a human appearance, sure. But with his Albino hair and Sunset eyes, people might as well mistake him for some sort of deity.
His eyes were force open as the sunlight started to seep into the room and from the noisy clatter, sure he could deal with them instantly but why bother cleaning up the mess?
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“Nakajima-san could you help me mop the floors?”
“Shu-sure.”
The pity act was honestly getting annoying why should I care about people who were going to throw me under the bus later for something they did. But alas if it weren’t for that act, I wouldn’t get extra candy out of ‘sympathy’.
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While mopping the floors, a hand grabbed by the back of my shirt and threw me back.
The perpetrator: The Headmaster of this very hellscape.
“Naomi told me she saw you steal from the candy jar. Is that true.” Snarled the headmaster
Thankfully there was no one around so I didn’t bother pulling the act. What’s the point in saying anything if I’m already deemed guilty.
“ANSWER ME, YOU DEVIL’S INCARNATE!”
A yes, that comment again. For those who don’t know my name is Nakajima Atsushi the 3rd incarnation of the Control devil.
When I was reborn I altered the memories of those around me while the head master was out of town. So when he came back, imagine his shock when he learnt about a new orphan that appeared without him knowing about it.
His so called evidence list increased when, the new doctor Shibusawa was missing and a pool of blood being left where he was last seen with a child in the middle.
That child may or may not have been me so now I’m known as Satan spawn.
Long story short, he locked me up in a cage (again), and then after midnight struck he kicked me out saying and I quote “Your 15 know figure it out your self.”.
So now I’m homeless, family-less, jobless and everything else-less. Great.
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“Madam Seiko!”
“What now?”
“There’s been sighting’s of a devil in Yokohama.”
“Yokohama? And here I thought those bastard disappeared - like a 100 years ago. Why the sudden appearance?”
“So, your going to-“
“Nope”
“WHAT?!”
“I don’t have any juristriction there, soooo”
“WA-WAIT-MADAM SEIKO!”