Great Demon Hunter Daiki

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"She's not my girlfriend, Irene. No matter how many things you point out to the contrary, I have no feelings for this girl. As for taking care of her, I say drop her off at the nearest Organization HQs and then we go focus on tracking said sick psychotic pervert." Daiki said.

He then watched as Irene circled around Manami. Neither her nor him got along very well. This was mostly because he was a hard-head that preferred to do his own thing; while, she was a Grogan that wanted her do her thing. It was like they could see a little bit of themselves in each other that made them want to avoid each other at all costs after awhile.

"Will that satisfy you? I'm really not in the mood to debate anyways. I want some shut eye. I did enough demon slaying for one day."
 
Irene stopped circling Manami and sighed softly. "Alright, alright, I'll let up. But if that's how it's going to be then how about we rest up first and then escort the schoolgirl to the nearest Organization HQ. Mama always said, you shouldn't go hunting after a sick psychotic pervert at half-strength or less.' "

Daiki glanced at her sideways. He was pretty sure Irene's mother was some Greek bigwig or other but he never bothered to pay attention. "Your mother said that, word for word?"

"Nope. But I'm pretty sure she would have said it word for word if I'd spoken to her for the past two or three millenia." Irene stepped closer to the two. "Let's get going." Her teleporting didn't require physical contact with the people or items she wanted to teleport with but the closer to them she was, the less power it took.

The three of them appeared in the courtyard of a large shrine at the top of a hill. It was in good condition but it was also empty. "Welcome to the humble Osaka Shrine. It's empty. Something about renovations or other."
 
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"Osaka Shrine, eh? Well, I guess you have chosen a worse place like Chicago." Daiki said as he sat down on a wooden bench.

Since all Japanese temples were guarded by shishi, lion spirits, no forms of evil could enter the Shrine without first having to deal with god beasts. This would would allow for Daiki to relax for a little while, even though he had protested against the nurse's suggestion. While, he and Irene didn't see eye to eye, she was the only person he'd listen to. Besides, there were hundreds of demons around the world and he'd let the hundreds of members of the Organization take care of them.

"Alrightie, I'm going to get some shut eye. I've been going since 3 AM yesterday morning. Irene, no trying to turn Manami to stone with your eyes. Got it?"

Without waiting for an answer, he turned his mask over his let eye and then laid down on the beach and shut his eyes.
 
Irene smirked, crossing her arms. "Oh no. Chicago is the wild card I'm saving for when you really piss me off." She watched as Daiki lay down on a bench and sighed. "You turn countless people to stone with your gaze and you're marked for eternity," she muttered to herself.

The 'Servant' looked over at Manami and laughed at the look on her face. "Don't worry about it. Girlfriend or not, the fact Daiki saved a newly Awakened is news indeed. Probably be worthy of gossip if he was anymore popular with the Organization." She was thoughtful for a bit. "Hm. I'm not an expert on human anatomy and physiology but ... when was the last time you ate."
 
Manami was at a loss for words. That was pretty hard to do, considering Manami was not the sort of girl that stood silently by! But while Daiki killed the old guy's monsters and then his weird partner girl in the cute dress showed up and get calling her girlfriend too... Well, she was a little flustered! Didn't anyone care to hear what SHE had to say about all this?!

When they appeared suddenly at the Osaka Shrine, that was just too weird for words! Rubbing her head, she was a little miffed that she was just getting dragged everywhere. (It seemed the Irene lady didn't think Daiki should be dragging his 'girlfriend' around either!)

"Um... since morning? I AM pretty hungry." Manami was a little bit wary of being left alone with Irene, with all this 'turning to stone' talk. "Are you not a human?"
 
Irene couldn't help but laugh at the question. See, she did have a sense of humor after all which was more than could be said about two-thirds of the other 'Servants'. She grinned and was almost tempted to tilt her eyeglasses down but ended up pushing it up a bit more.

A whole bunch of ways to answer her came to mind but she didn't want to send the girl screaming off on her own. A lot of demons were on the prowl for Daiki and they'd been in contact enough times that they'd pick his scent off her in a heartbeat.

Irene brushed her hair out of her eyes with her fingers and sighed softly, almost wistfully. Maybe Echidna was right and she was going soft. Then again, it wasn't like she valued her opinion much to begin with. "Nope." But it wasn't like Daiki was human, either. Eh ... She could bring that up later, if the need arose. "And if you promise not to run away, I can treat you to some pizza and soda. Trust me, food someone else prepares is preferable to mine. Cooking is not considered a prerequisite for joining the Organization. If it was, the Organization probably wouldn't have enough members to fill a barrel."
 
"Yeah, that's because you set the Corn Palace in South Dakota on fire last time you ever tired cooking anything." Daiki said as he tried to get some shut eye, "So what's your debt up to now, anyways? I bet it's going to take you until 4025 just to pay the Organization back."

"Excuse me one moment." Irene said.

She soon loomed over Daiki and started to slap him around with as much power as possible without killing him. For the 200+ years the two were paired up, both knew how to press each other's buttons....
 
"Pizza and soda sounds good...!" Manami said over the terrible slapping Daiki was getting. She hadn't even considered trying to escape. ...until now! Irene was kind of scary!

Manami was inching away slowly. "Or maybe I should just come back later!" Daiki must not of been human too to take that sort of knocking around. She could only hope she'd avoid it. A girl like her was totally delicate and stuff.
 
Irene suddenly stopped smacking Daiki in time to see Manami sneaking away. "Oh no, you don't." She gave Daiki one last slap. "See, now you've got her scared." She disappeared and was suddenly standing in front of the gateway leading out of the Osaka Shrine and to the steps below. She folded her arms.

"Look, I'm trying to be rather nice here which, considering this is me we're talking about, is something worth stopping and listening to. You are a newly Awakened and as such, Daiki here." And she put a thumb up and pointed it in Daiki's direction. "Has offered his protection to you. Now until we can sneak you nice and quiet into Organization's nearest HQ, it'd be a lot easier if you just calm down and eat something with us." She probably shouldn't mention that more often than not, demons liked to attack while she and Daiki were sitting down to enjoy meals. Yep, she was going to keep that to herself, too.

Irene took a deep breath. "So, Miss Shinobu, would you be so kind as to grace the sulky, anti-social teenager and his breathtakingly beautiful, charming cohort ... to pizza and soda? I can promise milkshakes after ..." she added in a singsong voice.
 
Caught before she could run to the door. Oh well! Manami chocked it up to luck. ...At least pizza sounded really awesome right now. She could eat three of them just by herself! And milkshakes? Deal is done!

"Okay, okay! As long as milkshakes are involved, I'll do just about anything!" Manami decided she was just going to have to treat it like some sort of school adventure. A school that didn't really exist, had lots of monsters and where you probably died. But adventurous, yes!

"What is the Organization like? Is it a witness protection program? Or a super warrior training facility? Are there BOYS there?" If there weren't cute boys there, it was going to be a real boring adventure.
 
Daiki then stood up and placed his hands in his pockets, looking like he enjoyed slacking off. "Well Manami, the Organization is an informal name for various groups of humans that had their existence burned and now live solely to protect balance of the worlds. They have all sorts of purposes. As for Miss Gorgan and myself, we are both Oimeri, I guess for the lack of a better term we are beings that fight for balance in the world but we are not humans in the traditional sense or at all. I made a rush conclusion that you were one of us. Oh well, shit happens. Long story short, it's a bunch of dried up old men with nothing else going on in their lives."

Daiki chose to ignore the question about other boys.
 
Irene was smirking. She glanced at him sideways. "Rush conclusion, hm. Some rush conclusion." She tilted her head slightly and was looking Manami up and down again. Now she circled her once, twice, stopped in front of her. "I mean, if you were a normal human, you wouldn't be standing here."

"Don't be filling her with false hope."

"Says the Great Demon Hunter who rescued her," she retorted back with another of her smirks. "But don't worry. We'll get everything straightened out at HQ. They're sticklers for tradition and protocol and all that. As for the boys ... They are pretty cute. Ahem." Seemingly out of thin air, she pulled out a small brown leather book and began flipping through it. "Let's see there's ... David and Conner ... Nicholai ... Stefan ... Leon ... Robbie ... Sai ... Godfrey ... Ulysses ... Kyosuke ..." She paused. "It's probably a lot easier if I do it this way." She held the book sideways, flicked her wrist and a VVERRRRRRRYYYYY long roll of photos rolled out, back to the Shrine.

"A well-established order must always have a whole bunch of cuties." She was thoughtful and tapped her chin lightly. "Hm. Even if they are pencil-pushing geeks, hard-headed heroes, and self-righteous brats."

"I thought you said you didn't keep track of hunters."

"I don't. I'm keeping track of men. Big difference."

"Says the Gorgon with the high body count," Daiki muttered.

"Hey! That's classified!" Irene smacked him on the back of the head.
 
So if Manami wasn't one of those... onimiggi people like Daiki and Miss Irene, then what WAS she? Manami really didn't like the sound of her existence being burned out at all.

Thankfully, Miss Irene knew exactly how to catch Manami's attention!

"Ooooh!" Manami was happy just to hear boy's names, but getting to see pictures was even better! She clapped her hands leaned forward to study each face. After all, when she meets those boys, she wants to be familiar with them!

"This is great! Do you have biography stats on them? You always need likes and dislikes. And if they're dating someone already! Are YOU dating someone Miss Irene?"
 
Irene grinned. She'd personally taken those pictures herself and each picture had a great angle of them. Full-length, dressed casually, and in normal, every day settings resulting in natural, elegant photographs. Boy, did she love her work! (No pun intended.)

"Do I ever." She showed Manami the note card hidden in the photo sleeve behind each photo. It had little tidbits of information. Date of birth (including year), zodiac sign (because those were always important!), likes and dislikes in a handful of areas like food and drink, what they were looking for in girls (although there was a little added info if they were into guys, too or just in guys exclusively), dreams and goals in life, and place of residence. There was also a little history on current significant others, and if they were dating anyone at the moment.

"Dating, nope. I'm more into one night stands than anything. Oh! The pizza and soda!" She was about to disappear when she looked at Manami. "So, what do you want on your pizza?"
 
Manami had never seen a more detailed Boy Book in her entire life! It was like the Holy Grail for hunting cuties! She cast a wide grin, tapping her chin while she thought about pizza toppings.

"Um, ah! Everything! Pepperoni, mushrooms, extra cheese! Can I look through the book while you're gone?" Smiling at Irene, her smiled faded a bit when she caught Daiki scowling. Obviously all HE ever thought about was killing monsters.

"Ahem. I mean... Maybe we're browse it later!"
 
"Hold it for a bit," Irene said, ignoring Daiki's scowl and rehearsing the pizza order. This is what happened when slayers didn't catch some shut eye when they say they are. She disappeared and reappeared with three medium pizzas in her arms and two six pack of sodas on top of them. "Behold, dinner is served!" she announced.

Irene looked up when she heard the rumble of thunder. It looked like they were eating these pizzas inside. She led them to a building off to the side. They could sit under the roof and eat while still having a nice view of the courtyard. She wasn't thinking in terms of the scenic view but just to keep an eye on things. You could never be too careful.

Irene sat cross-legged and handed the pizzas out. "So, this is yours." She handed it to Manami. "This one is yours," the next one went to Daiki. "And this one is mine." She shrugged. "I figured we each get our own so we can eat all we want."

Irene opened her box and pulled out a slice of her meat lover's pizza (minus the pepperoni). "Enjoy."
 
Daiki rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. You two have your have gawking. I'm going to look around for the Shrine Maiden or something."

He then stuck his hands back in his pockets and wandered towards one of the many alters.

"Leave it to the Shintos to create an overly fancy hangout for spirits."

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"Egads," came the voice of the elderly shrine keeper, "You're the son of Tamamo-no-Mae..."

Daiki then stood there shocked, no one had ever been able to guess who his mother was. He was prepared to summon his sword if he had to defend himself.

"Don't say that name around me, old man. You know as well as I do that it is a cursed name. I had no part in her role with the creation of the Killing Stone." Daiki said.

"No worries my friend. I am Genno, I am here to speak to the girl that you rescued. Since I follow the path of the Buddha, I have no reason to judge you. To each their own, as the Americans say."
 
Manami watched Daiki leave as she popped open a pizza box and nearly devoured an entire slice whole. Sooo hungry!

"Hrrmph." she swallowed. "He's not all that friendly is he?" Manami got the impression that Daiki had no idea to have fun at all. Even though they were getting hunting down by monsters, there was no reason to stomp around all cranky, right?

Still, she enjoyed her dinner and giggling with Irene over cute boys in the Boy Book!
 
Daiki's eyes narrowed. Genno was the name of an ancient sage that often times went head to head with other supernatural figures in Japanese history. The story went that Daiki's mother was the daughter of the famous magi Abe no Seimei and went around causing misery for the Emperor since she had kitsune blood in her. Eventually, she was liberated by Genno around a thousand years ago.

"Now, now my dear kitsune..." Genno replied.

"Don't call me a Kitsune. As I already said, I have nothing to do with my estranged mother. I am set out to create a name for myself. I am a man of my own right."

"Well, son," Genno said, "Since you weren't paying close enough attention, I was here to speak to your new friend named Manami. It's not everyday that one of my former students reawakens."

"....Irene, get your grogan butt back here." Daiki said.

His eyes remained locked on Genno. He did not trust this man....
 
Irene ate some pizza and watched as Manami browsed through her collection. It was nice having someone who could appreciate all the hard work and time she put into it. Daiki never liked to talk about it, much less remember it existed.

Irene shrugged. "You get used to it after awhile. He's got a one track mind. Hm. Be right back."

She looked across the courtyard to Daiki and the old guy there and huffed. "I just can't leave you alone, can I?" she remarked after appearing beside him. She folded her arms and looked at the old man, leaning a bit toward Daiki. "You realize that's not a Shrine Maiden, right?"
 
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