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Chapter 3: The Private Devil Hunter Guild (I’ll upload up to - 20 throughout the day :D )

Chapter 3: Chapter 3: The Private Devil Hunter Guild (I’ll upload up to Chapter 20 throughout the day :D )

An ordinary field mouse was usually only around a few inches long at most, but this Field Mouse Devil in front of them was over a meter long.

Its four limbs were human hands, shriveled down to skin and bone. Its head was covered in multiple bulging, bloodshot eyeballs. Its huge ears looked like fan blades, and though its tail was not very long, it was thick and powerful. If it wrapped that tail around a person, it could probably strangle them to death on the spot.

The Field Mouse Devil was using its sharp teeth to tear through the crops in the field at will.

But it was obvious it was not doing this because it wanted to eat the crops. It was trying to cause destruction and lure people over.

After all, human beings were a Devil’s favorite food. Drinking human blood could maintain their strength and heal their injuries.

Unfortunately for it, the ones it drew in were Kotone Asaba and Pochita.

At that moment, Kotone Asaba was observing it from beside a nearby house. Inside that house, a little girl was hiding under a bed, trembling and letting out faint, tearful whimpers.

"Help... please help me... somebody save me..."

Hearing the little girl’s frightened cries, Kotone Asaba prepared to move immediately.

"Pochita, can you let me use your chainsaw?"

Before making his move, Kotone Asaba asked for Pochita’s permission first.

"Woof~"

Pochita nodded without the slightest sign of reluctance.

[Pochita Affinity +10%]

[Affinity Progress Reached 20%, Achievement Reward Obtained: Constitution +1]

Pochita’s sudden increase in affinity was exactly what Kotone Asaba had expected.

After all, in the original story, saving people had been Pochita’s mission. In his full Black Chainsaw Man form, Pochita would answer anyone who cried out for help.

Kotone Asaba immediately grabbed the handle-like part on Pochita’s back, then pulled the cord-like tail.

A buzzing sound like an engine starting up rang out.

The chainsaw on Pochita’s head suddenly extended, and in that form, Pochita was practically a normal-sized chainsaw.

Even though Kotone Asaba had double Kamui, his Constitution still was not high enough for him to use Kamui freely.

He planned to save Kamui for situations where he had no other choice and treat it as a trump card to keep himself alive.

Under normal circumstances, against a Devil like the Field Mouse Devil that was not especially strong, using Pochita as a weapon along with the Mangekyo Sharingan’s natural abilities, such as perception far beyond that of an ordinary person, was more than enough.

Holding Pochita in his hands, Kotone Asaba calmly walked toward the Field Mouse Devil.

The Field Mouse Devil noticed that a human had finally appeared and excitedly stuck out its tongue.

But it immediately noticed the strange thing in the human’s hand. "That thing in your hand... a Devil? Are you a Devil Hunter?"

Kotone Asaba did not answer.

"The Devil you contracted with looks weak as hell. Be a good little human and become food in my belly, hahahaha...!!"

The Field Mouse Devil burst into mocking laughter, baring its dense rows of sharp teeth in a grotesque grin.

It did not take the human boy in front of it, or the tiny Devil in his hands, seriously at all.

When Kotone Asaba had already gotten close enough, the Field Mouse Devil whipped its tail at him, clearly trying to strangle both him and Pochita to death in one strike.

The tail moved quickly, but in front of his Mangekyo Sharingan, it looked slow.

Before the tail could hit him, his whole body had already bent backward. At the same time, the chainsaw in his hand sliced upward and cut off a section of the tail. That severed piece passed by his face with only the slightest gap to spare.

"Aaaaagh... it hurts, it hurts!!"

The Field Mouse Devil had not even realized what had happened before the pain of its tail being severed made it scream in agony.

Taking advantage of that opening, Kotone Asaba rushed forward and swung the chainsaw hard, sawing the Field Mouse Devil’s head clean off.

A Devil’s flesh was usually thick and tough, but before the chainsaw on Pochita’s head, it was as fragile as paper.

"This Devil corpse is too big and too heavy. Carrying it to the black market won’t be easy..."

Kotone Asaba stared at the huge corpse of the Field Mouse Devil and muttered to himself.

One of the main ways private Devil Hunters made money was by taking the corpses of slain Devils and selling them on the black market.

But Devils were generally huge, so moving a corpse usually required some kind of vehicle.

Kotone Asaba obviously did not have one right now, and he could not be bothered to go find one. After thinking it over, he decided to just store it in Kamui’s dimensional space, which he simply called the Kamui dimension.

The white of his right eye instantly filled with blood vessels, and a vortex that distorted the space in front of him formed from that eye. The entire massive corpse of the Field Mouse Devil twisted together with the surrounding space, then was quickly sucked into his right eye.

After using Kamui like that, Kotone Asaba immediately felt as if a large part of him had been hollowed out. His body was noticeably weaker than it had been moments earlier, and his face had turned a little pale.

Using it once was still manageable. But if he used Kamui repeatedly in a short span, then once his body was completely drained, he would be done for.

After that, Kotone Asaba set Pochita down and prepared to go look for the black market.

The chainsaw on Pochita’s head immediately shrank back to its original size, and he followed behind Kotone Asaba just like a pet dog.

...

Since Kotone Asaba had no idea where the black market was, he first made a trip to an organization connected to private Devil Hunters.

It was called the Private Devil Hunter Guild.

This guild had been founded by local private Devil Hunters, and there were similar guilds in other places as well.

You could register there as a private Devil Hunter, and having that kind of official identity made all sorts of things easier.

The first floor of the Private Devil Hunter Guild was a large hall, where quite a few Devil Hunters were resting, drinking tea, chatting, and so on.

The moment Kotone Asaba stepped into the hall, quite a few people’s eyes were drawn toward him.

"What the hell is up with that kid’s eyes? Have you ever seen eyes like that? And that thing following him... that’s not a Devil, is it?"

"Could be a Fiend. I’ve heard Fiends all have abnormal features on their heads. As for that dog, it’s probably some kind of canine Devil."

"I don’t think he’s a Fiend. A Fiend’s head features are usually a lot more obvious. Those eyes of his might be the result of some contract with a Devil."

"No matter what he is, this is the Private Devil Hunter Guild. Walking in with a Devil takes guts."

"..."

The Devil Hunters around them were all curious about Kotone Asaba and Pochita. A few of them mistook Kotone Asaba’s Mangekyo Sharingan for the sign of a Fiend and looked at him with hostility.

A Fiend was a Devil that had taken over a human corpse. At their core, they were still Devils. Only a very small number of highly rational Fiends could get along peacefully with humans.

At that moment, the receptionist at the front desk spoke to him from a good distance away. "Sorry, sir, but this is the Private Devil Hunter Guild. We really don’t recommend bringing a Devil in here."