So... devil hunters are a thing

"Why did you make me do that?!"

And with those words, a new beautiful morning began. I was greeted by the sight of the woman/devil/monster that almost killed me. I groaned, feeling the pain in my throat that stayed, almost as if to remind me in case I somehow forgot that I almost died.

"I just wanted you to say my name! Why didn't you?!" she said, barraging me with questions, half of which I didn't even understand.

My room was still dark, too dark. Looking through the broken window I realised it was still night, and couldn't help but wonder if it was still night or if I had slept for more than a day. I sure hoped it was the first one, because if more than I day had passed and I hadn't woken up then it meant neither mom or dad called someone to check on me... or maybe they couldn't. My eyes widened and I felt fear course through my body, however my thoughts were cut off by pain, which I registered as a slap once the sound of a hand hitting my cheek came in.

"Why are yo ignoring me! I told you I was sorry okay?! I just don't understand why you don't love me as much as her! I am here, aren't I?! Where is the other one huh?! She left you! She didn't even notice you! Don't you get it?!" she said, almost screaming, before storming out, breaking the already cracked window and part of the wall in her exit.

Evidently, the sound of a slap accompanied by a wall being literally destroyed was enough to wake up my parents, who rushed to my room.

My mind was still half-frozen from having almost died, but I felt myself sigh out a breath I didn't even know I was holding when I noticed they were both alive. The next thing I registered was the score of horror that came out of mom's lips, which in turn was followed by a sudden and rather painful hug from dad. Shouts came after, a lot of moving me and some questions I think?

The rest of the night passed in a confusing blur, each second I grew more tired and more vacant. I knew dad and mom were getting more worried, but it felt as though my mind couldn't quite register their concerns as something relevant, no... not when compared to the feeling of my heart stopping. That was the only thing in my mind. People passed by, people asked questions, police officers came, police officers asked questions, people in suits came, people in suits asked questions. I looked at no one, I answered nothing. I could think of nothing but the feeling of my heart stopping, of the pressure building in my chest as the blood in my veins felt heavy and hot, and the continuous and irregular pounding of my heart desperately trying to get me to survive before simply stopping, giving up, leaving me.

At least that was until I felt another slap, one that quite literally knocked the confusion out of me. The slap was of course followed by screams from both nurses and my parents, but I didn't particularly care for it.

"You focused already, boy?" asked the man in a suit, his stare burning a hole in my skull. It was kind of... funny? An odd combination between an angry glare and some compassion mixed together.

I nodded at his question, leaning my head into my mom's embrace, who was hugging me while very angrily talking to the man, who in turn was very effectively ignoring her.

"Did you see who or what attacked you?" he asked.

I remained silent for a moment, thinking carefully about what to do. He was clearly someone whose job was to catch bad guys, I think. The question was, what came after? Sorry, but after seeing what she can do I would rather not bet on a couple of officers going after her, only for her to get pissed off... well, more pissed off, and come after me.

I didn't nod, nor did I shake my head. I simply looked at him as I thought. I guess part of him could see the fear in me, or maybe he was simply more experienced at dealing with people like me, so he understood what to do now that I was very much reluctant to speak.

"I am Kishibe, devil hunter of the first division and a bunch of other titles that will mean absolutely nothing to you," he said, speaking way to bluntly for a normal child to feel comfortable. I was kind of grateful for that, the straightforwardness that bordered rudeness was kind of... refreshing? At least it kept me focused on his questions. "I need to know if you were attacked by a devil, or if it was some creep. We found the wall of your room broken, so we have a strong reason to suspect it was a devil, are our assumptions correct or not?"

I froze at his words. Where devils common knowledge here? How? What the fuck was even going on? And devil hunters? Was this something like demon slayer, where there are a couple of demons going around and a couple of hunters? But the Parallel devil was simply too powerful for something like that to make sense, I mean the guy brought me from a fucking parallel dimension. If there are a couple more devils on his level, then humanity stands absolutely no chance, which means there wouldn't even exist devil hunters... though 'she' was pretty weak compared to Parallel right? I mean if she was so op she could have just taken me and that'd be it... right?

A thousand questions passed though my mind, but I had no answers for them.

"Ehm... he doesn't know about devils." said my dad, and I could hear the groan of annoyance from the devil hunter.

So... it wasn't secret information, I was simply being left in the blind. I didn't like that one bit.

"That's stupid," said the devil hunter. "But whatever, look kid there are devils in this world, which go around hunting and eating people, causing terror, usual villain stuff in the shows you must watch right?"

"We don't have a tv," said my mom, and I could literally feel annoyance roll of the man in waves as his eyebrow twitched.

"A monster," he said. "Were you attacked by a monster? Or maybe a fiend... I mean, someone that looked relatively human but was too strong or had powers?"

I nodded at his words. It seemed that the last thing I saw, which I partially dismissed as a hallucination, was a devil. Was it kind of like a different form maybe? Kind of like a human form and a devil form? That made sense... kinda.

"Can you describe the devil?" he said, handing me a piece of paper and a pen.

I stared at both the objects with a confused expression.

"Your throat is messed up, and from what your parents said you might be a mute right?" he said, and I could hear the complains from pretty much everyone in the room, as well as the hit he received from the girl in a suit that came with him, however I ignored all of them.

I opened my mouth, but the feeling of having a hand on my throat returned, making me sweat. with that checked, I grabbed the pen and the paper before i stared once again at him confused. I... didn't know how to write. Kanji don't make sense, and neither mom nor dad taught me. I wasn't some god-level genius the learns kanji by reading three books, because kanji make no fucking sense.

"What, can't write?" he asked. It might have sounded mocking to some, but I felt it was a genuine question.

I shook my head, and I could see the slightly awkward expression on his face, which was replaced by a sigh.

"Well... can you paint or something?" he muttered. I could tell this 'mission' or whatever it as, was becoming way too much of an annoyance for him.

I began to draw what I saw before passing out, her Arachnid appearance and the dozens of eyes.

"Goddammit, that bitch reincarnated again?" he muttered, cursing under his breath, which earned him a punch from his teammate for cursing in front of children, a punch he ignored as he had been doing with everything that wasn't me so far.

His comment didn't inspire me much confidence. Devils reincarnate? that meant that even if I killed her, she would still come back right? She would come back, except pissed off and feeling betrayed. That... that was bad, very fucking bad. I don't even know if these guys are competent enough to kill her in the first place... fuck, did I make a mistake telling them? No, this is a chance. They are devil hunters, they kill devils, which means that I should have some time before she returns, right? He said she was 'already' back, but how soon was already? She was around me almost since the beginning, which means around two years... so I can assume devils take longer than two years to resuscitate, as he was surprised it should be much longer, right? But still, she has been around for two full years and he didn't know, which meant she was good at hiding and fast at resuscitating... an ability which I still have no clue how it works.

Yeah, this was a mistake.

"Don't worry," he said, almost as if reading my thoughts. "We will kill her, and if she returns it will be without memories, so she shouldn't go hunting you down or anything."

Well that... that was good, no that was fucking fantastic. Of course there was the problem that she looked for me before I even met her, so it might be something like my smell maybe? There was something about e she liked, which means I have until she revives to get rid of it.

Okay, that doesn't sound as terrible as before. Certainly better than having to deal with her for the rest of my life.

"Alright, the Obsession devil won't be bothering you again, so just... keep living your life or something, and try not to look so broken and gloomy." he said, nodding and turning around, leaving a dumbfounded partner, two dumbfounded parents, and one dumbfounded nurse.

That guy... was kind of cool.