"Close your eyes. Don't open them until I say so."
Chiya first emphasized this to the Zombie Devil.
The Zombie Devil didn't ask why. It had already made a contract with Chiya and had to obey.
Contracts were absolute. The party that violated the contract would die instantly, no matter how strong they were.
So Chiya would definitely spare its life in the end.
The Zombie Devil obediently closed its eyes and didn't dare open them.
Immediately after, a spatial vortex twisted and sucked the entire Zombie Devil into Chiya's right eye, transporting it into the Kamui Dimension.
Although the dual Kamui of both eyes could use each other's abilities, the consumption in such cases would be greater.
So he deliberately used the left and right eyes independently—left eye for offensive Kamui, right eye for defensive Kamui—to minimize the consumption as much as possible.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! What did you do to me?!"
The Zombie Devil, being so large, couldn't possibly not feel the distortion. It howled in pain.
Not to mention the Zombie Devil, even Chiya himself felt a bit uncomfortable.
The size of the object that could be transferred into the Kamui Dimension depended on ocular power and chakra reserves, which, in his case, translated to ocular power and life force.
The Zombie Devil was such a massive lump, and it was quite taxing.
"This is my demonic power. I've placed you somewhere else where no one can find you. But you can't open your eyes. I'll let you out when we reach our destination."
Chiya said calmly.
The Kamui Dimension was essentially his private space, and his words could also be directly transmitted into it.
He didn't let the Zombie Devil open its eyes because the Kamui Dimension was one of his secrets, closely related to the principles of the Mangekyō Sharingan's "Kamui" ability. It was best not to let others know if possible.
"Okay, I understand."
The Zombie Devil was very obedient.
It realized that it could no longer smell the human boy's scent. Even without opening its eyes, the surrounding environment gave it a sense of unfamiliarity and the unknown.
It had no idea what that devil hunter had done or where it had been taken.
Devil hunters were so annoying! Disgusting!
...
Meanwhile.
Denji had already packed her things and had been waiting at home for Chiya for over half an hour.
At first, she was excitedly talking to Pochita about the big brother.
But as time passed and the big brother still hadn't arrived, she began to feel uneasy.
"Pochita, that big brother must just be dealing with something troublesome, right? He didn't abandon us, did he?"
Denji held Pochita in her arms, her eyes fixed on the window, but she never saw the figure she was longing for.
Her expression had already shifted from excitement back to calmness, and these words were just her trying to comfort herself.
After all, it would be normal if the big brother suddenly changed his mind and left her and Pochita behind. The yakuza were too powerful, and almost no one wasn't afraid of them.
"Wuuu~~~"
Pochita's expression also seemed a bit down.
"I'm so hungry… Let's eat a slice of bread first."
Denji took the bag of bread from the table.
This bread was the cheapest of the cheap—hard and tasteless—but she had no other choice.
Even this bag had to be divided into several meals.
"We can only eat one slice. The other one is for the big brother."
Denji took out one slice of bread and split it in half, giving one half to Pochita.
She still hadn't given up on that last glimmer of hope.
After waiting another ten minutes…
Denji's mood grew even gloomier, and her last bit of hope was nearly extinguished.
She had thought she could finally escape her suffering, but it felt like an unreal dream. And indeed, it turned out to be just that—a dream.
The huge gap between extreme excitement and disappointment was hard to bear!
Denji knew she couldn't just keep waiting like this. Tomorrow was the last day of the month, and she was running out of time.
If she couldn't pay off this month's debt, she would be forced into prostitution…
"Whew—!"
At this moment, Denji took a deep breath and tried to muster up some courage for herself and Pochita. "Let's go find another devil to hunt later! If we can kill one, there's still hope to pay off this month's debt!"
"Woof!"
Pochita also barked enthusiastically.
Just as Denji pushed open the door, ready to set out and no longer holding onto any illusions, she saw a figure appear in the distance.
Denji froze for a moment, rubbed her eyes hard, and widened them to confirm that the figure was indeed Chiya.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Seeing Denji standing there, her eyes red and teary, Chiya felt a pang of guilt.
He had casually said he'd be back soon, but that "soon" had turned into an hour.
Actually, he could have come a few minutes earlier, but he had gone to buy some food first.
"It's not late! I've already packed everything."
Denji wiped the tears from her eyes and said happily.
At this point, Denji hadn't experienced as much as she would later, and she hadn't lost her heart yet. Her emotions were richer and more innocent than in the original story.
"No rush to leave. Let's eat something first." Chiya handed the plastic bag he was carrying to Denji. It was filled with bread and snacks.
"This is…?"
Denji opened it and found it full of delicious food.
Most of it was stuff she had seen in stores before—things she really wanted to eat but couldn't afford.
"Are these all for me?!"
Denji asked, her face filled with disbelief.
"Yes, they're all for you. I've already eaten." Chiya said with a smile.
Denji, overjoyed, hugged the bag and ran back into the house, with Pochita excitedly following behind.
Watching Pochita's adorable, waddling figure, Chiya felt a bit emotional.
Even though he was the fearsome Chainsaw Devil who terrorized Hell, he was more than happy to get along with humans~
Don't be fooled by Pochita's cute, orange dog appearance. His true form, or rather his complete form, was the Chainsaw Devil, a being that struck fear into the hearts of most devils in Hell.
Since the complete form of the Chainsaw Devil was humanoid, devils preferred to call him "Chainsaw Man," and there was also a nickname Chiya was familiar with from his previous life: Black Chainsaw Man.
Because devils eaten by Chainsaw Man would truly die. For example, the "World War II Devil" was eaten, and humans affected by it directly lost their memories of "World War II." The World War II Devil ceased to exist unless Chainsaw Man spat it out.
This was the key reason devils feared Chainsaw Man.
At this moment, Pochita suddenly turned back to look at Chiya, wagging his tail and showing a friendly expression.
"Pochita."
Chiya suddenly had the urge to pick up Pochita. He probably wouldn't be attacked.
He tried picking up Pochita, and Pochita didn't resist, behaving very well.
[Ding! Host has unlocked the achievement "Pochita's Favor (Lv. 1)." Attribute points gained: 2!]