Renji did not immediately take Reze to find Hayakawa Aki and the others. Instead, on the way, he took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Aki.
In the message, Renji claimed that he and Reze had another "extremely serious dispute," that the "scene was exceptionally intense," and that their journey was greatly hindered. However, he assured Aki not to worry, saying that it was merely a verbal dispute, and no one would be hurt this time. It would just take some time to resolve the dispute, and they would return later.
Then, Renji changed his direction, avoiding Aki and the group, and instead headed directly towards Tokyo City.
After making love, Reze was in a poor state, just like Himeno before—both physically and mentally exhausted. Renji thought of arranging for Reze to rest well first. Then, after nightfall, they would meet up with Aki, and at the same time, he would prepare for the worst-case scenario of self-detonation.
Along the way, Renji kept muttering something to himself, until Kishibe emerged from a corner ahead, directly blocking his path.
Kishibe tilted her head, gently adjusted the hat on her head, and then greeted Renji without any ripple of emotion.
"Yo."
Renji stopped, his gaze fixed on Kishibe in the distance, staring at the object in her hand. After a moment of silence, he squeezed out a slightly awkward smile and replied similarly.
"Yo."
The object in Kishibe's hand was a humanoid chunk of flesh. According to the original work, it was a Devil that could not possibly appear at the current stage of the plot. It was a Primal Fear Devil: the Falling Devil.
She was the first Primal Fear Devil to drag the world into a terrifying abyss. Her birth originated from humanity's innate fear of "falling"—both mentally and physically—since the dawn of their existence.
A slight tremor came from his back. Reze sensed Kishibe's appearance. She struggled to open her eyes, her gaze falling directly on Kishibe.
Reze also saw the humanoid chunk of flesh in Kishibe's hand. A chill surged from the bottom of her heart, and large beads of sweat appeared on her pale cheeks as she said with a tremor, "Renji, quickly… put me down."
"Are you okay? There's really no need."
"I'm fine, just put me down first…"
Renji put Reze down from his back. Ever since Reze woke up and saw Kishibe, her finger had been hooked around the bomb pull-ring at her neck. She was extremely nervous, her entire being on the verge of exploding, entering a state of high alert where she could instantly transform at any moment.
It's not just humans who fear the concept of falling; Devils also fear each other. Weaker Devils feel fear towards stronger Devils, and there is a competitive relationship between them.
Reze is a Weapon Human. The reason she can become a Weapon Human is because she has been modified; her heart is a bomb created by the Bomb Devil. Thus, she can understand and perceive the terror of a Primal Fear Devil more clearly. Human fear and Devil fear can be superimposed upon each other.
"Reze, what exactly are you doing? To be honest, I don't quite understand. Assuming Renji really wants to go with you, will you bring him to me as planned? Or will you really escape outside with him, as you said?"
Reze said nothing, pulling the ring out a little.
"You and Renji did it on the beach, didn't you? Is his large dick really that comfortable? You were screaming so loudly that I could hear you clearly even from here. That's impressive."
"Kishibe, please… can… can you let us go, give us a way out?"
Kishibe was expressionless and shook her head.
"Yes… that's true, haha…"
Reze smiled bitterly, then she pulled the bomb pull-ring forcefully. With a loud bang, Reze's head instantly exploded, and her head and arms quickly began to reassemble, transforming her into the Bomb Devil.
"Renji, don't mind me. I have no chance left, but I can use this to cover you. No matter what happens next, don't look back. Just run away quickly."
Renji shook his head. "No need."
Renji looked at Kishibe again. "Kishibe, since you're so eager to get my large dick, no problem, I can cut it off and give it to you. That way, you can let Reze and me go, right?"
Before Kishibe could speak, Reze spoke first. "Did Kishibe tell you these words? Did she say that if you cut off your large dick and give it to her, she would let you go?"
Renji nodded, and Reze let out a weak, bitter chuckle. Only then did Renji realize.
"Huh? So you mean…?"
"Kishibe lied to you. Do you know her true identity? Her true identity is the Hunger Devil among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, an enemy of humanity. So, anything she says is naturally false."
"Huh? No way?"
Renji was a little surprised, but on second thought…
Kishibe's reason was too outlandish: to use a toy made from his dick to literally plow to death the Terror King who would appear a year later. It was too absurd, almost like a joke.
Reze continued. "Actually, the real purpose of my approaching you, Renji, was to find a way to cut off your large dick."
"I know that. Man Sect, right? I could guess it."
"But there's actually a prerequisite for this mission. If the plan is discovered midway, and it's confirmed that your dick cannot be cut off, then the plan will change from cutting off your dick to directly killing you. And even if your dick is obtained, you will be killed immediately upon obtaining it."
"Ah? Why?"
Reze shook her head. "I don't know the specific reason. I was just responsible for coordinating with Kishibe on all aspects of this mission."
Renji thought of something and asked, "Speaking of which, Reze, since you're a member of Man Sect, have you lived in Tokyo City your whole life? What's the situation with Man Sect now?"
Reze's attention was entirely on Kishibe. "These things… there's no time to talk about them now. If I can see you in the future, I'll tell you everything, so run away quickly…"
Renji shook his head again. "No need for that either. Even if it's the Falling Devil, it doesn't matter."
Suddenly, without warning, a large swarm of dark rats surged out from every corner of the street like a tide, quickly converging and rushing directly towards the center of the road where Kishibe and Renji stood.
The sheer number of these rats was truly astonishing. They crowded and climbed over each other, gradually piling up to form a mountain of rats as tall as an adult. Renji felt chills down his spine at the sight of their dense figures.
"The uninhabited area has become truly desolate recently."
Makima's voice came from within the rat mountain.
The rats then seemed to receive some command, scattering in all directions, crawling back to their original dark corners, and soon disappearing from the street again.
A small rat scurried up Makima's pant leg onto the back of her hand. It gently touched Makima's skin with its soft paws, sniffed, and then rubbed its nose.
Makima looked down at the rat on the back of her hand and said thoughtfully, "Now even Devils can walk freely on the streets without anyone questioning it. This situation must be reported to the higher-ups as soon as possible, and the uninhabited area should also be included in Public Safety's patrol range."
After speaking, Makima carefully placed the rat on the ground and watched it disappear around the street corner.