The Devil Incarnate

Devil Number 3

Chapter 2

Devil Number 3 

Hide can feel his mind going into a blank state. He can feel his blood rushing through his veins, the heat of a huge flame on his insides despite the cold room, and throbbing pain on his head. A flash of strong emitting lightning streaked the grounds as the rumbling sound of the thunder roared to the sky. 

The fast emitting blue lightning struck the very center of the clinic, striking Hide. "AHHH!!" 

 With his mind in a fuzzy state, he can only feel the electricity flowing into his skin and the numbing sensation of being grounded. But at that moment, Hide had his thoughts all cleared up. 

As if he woke up from a deep sleep, Hide yawned and stretched a few of his body parts. "Ah, I slept well." He calmly commented. 

He walked towards a body mirror and carelessly stares into his dirtied face full of growing hair and his disheveled hair covering his sharp and fiery gray eyes. He casually stares at his slim body, evident that he has not been eating anything normal but a cup of noodles every day. His wounds from the punches have all healed up miraculously. 

"The face needs a little shaving and the hair needs to be trimmed." 

"The body needs a lot of work though." 

He talked to himself as if he was a new person. 

Cause at that moment, it wasn't Hide anymore, it was Devil Number 3 awakened who has taken control of Hide's body. 

"Hide, is everything alright? I heard the lightning has struck the clinic!" Breathing heavily, Hide's class adviser named Tanaka enters. 

"Hm?" Hide nonchalantly gazed towards the entrance door. 

When Tanaka has shared eye gaze with Hide, he can notice the slight change in his manners. Hide used to stand in a slouching position. Hide, standing before him now casually stands in a straight back showing his tall body. 

"You're the teacher. What do you want?" Hide asks in an impetuous, boorish tone. 

"What?" He was taken aback by the sudden call. although Hide is a quiet boy, he had never spoken in a rash manner to someone. 

When Hide had walked near him, he answered, "I was worried you might be hurt. The lightning has struck the clinic-"

He was cut off when Hide started laughing. "Huh? Worried? Really? Are you kidding right now?"

"What?"

"Since when have you been worried about me, Teach? Do you think I didn't know? When Joro was hurting me, you were standing by watching before you stop him. When my bastard father punched me, you did not even defend me."

Hide stopped laughing and his face was replaced with seriousness as he walked nearer Tanaka, with his hands both in his pocket. He leaned on slightly, with their bodies only inches apart. "Stop acting like you were ever worried about me, teach." 

"You're nothing but an obedient, loyal dog to the principal and to my father." 

Hide walked past his teacher casually walking and grinning. "Hide!" He ignored the teacher's call, instead, he waved his hands in the air as he continued to walk. Hide was grinning to himself, it was like a lump in his chest disappears. 

"Damn, that reincarnation took a long time!" He commented to himself, some students were staring at him weirdly. Although Devil number 3 has awakened, Hide's mind is still intact, the reason why he remembers his teacher. However, the old Hide is dead. When Devil number 3 and Hide fused, they created a new Mazoku Hideki. 

"Did you know? the new volume of One piece comes out today!" 

Or perhaps not. When Hide has heard this conversation of two highschool students, he rushed out of the school and went to buy the manga volume. Maybe he is still his old, otaku self. 

Whistling to himself carrying a bag of the new manga volume, Hide casually enters his house where his father and mother had been sitting peacefully watching a movie on Netflix. 

"Hide? what are you still doing here?" His father asks, bewildered. 

Hide stopped whistling as he glances at his parents. "Hm?"

"Why aren't you at school?!" His mother exclaimed

"Why aren't you at work?" Hide rebuked. 

"What?" His mother was clearly surprised at the way he answered back. Usually, Hide would apologize right away if she scolded him. She did not expect her son to answer her in such a rude manner. 

"Hide! You shouldn't talk to your mother like that! And didn't I tell you? You are not allowed to step foot into this house ever again! Leave-"

His father stopped reprimanding when he sees Hide carelessly cleaning his ears using his pinky finger. "Huh? what were you saying?" He asked. 

His father gritted his teeth. "You lazy, sluggish-"

"Yeah, I don't want to be reprimanded by losers like you, you know?" Hide started. "You don't have any jobs, grandma is paying for the house and uncle is providing us groceries. I don't want to hear anything from you two about being a lazy, sluggish person."

"After all, I think I got my careless attitude from you two. How unfortunate, right?" He sarcastically remarked before waving his hands. "I'll be watching anime all day so don't disturb me. Bye then." He enters his room, leaving his parents, shocked. 

As he shuts his room's door, Hide opens his laptop to watch anime, and then he whispered to himself. "Do they really think I'm sort of a loser or something?" He scoffed.

"I'm a demon general. No one is allowed to speak ill of me." His eyebrows furrowed and his teeth, gritting in annoyance. 

He rested his leg on the center table of his room as he sits on his soft bed. "Still, what the heck is a manga anyway?!" He somehow can't understand why he is so invested in watching anime and reading manga. As a demon, he could never focus on anything unimportant like this.

After all, Devil number 3 has incarnated inside Hide's body. 

[DS Headquarters] 

On the darkest hour of the night, stood an abandoned building under the guise of a cleaning service company. The dusty, old, broken parts of the building signify that the whole infrastructure is almost on the brink of ruin. However, despite its weak composition, deep inside the building, holds very important secret meetings and hideouts. 

"Sir, they have arrived." A slim, looking man dressed in casual clothes spoke. 

The man, in his late 50s with a white beard and long hair, stood and nodded. "Good. Let them in. This is an emergency." 

"Right away, sir." The slim man bowed slightly before rushing out.

A few minutes later, three young people, two boys and a girl around 17 years-old entered. 

"Welcome, demon slayers."