Playing With Other Supernaturals

Volume 2 38 - The Grim Reapers

Volume 2 Chapter 38 - The Grim Reapers

"How was that? Flashy, right?" Kisuke wore a grin.

"I'll give it an 8/10." Yoruichi slapped his face with her paw.

"8/10? I didn't a perfect score? Not even a 9/10? Why?" Kisuke is quite confused at her score.

"You should've grazed them and burn some of their hair." Yoruichi looked at him seriously.

"Hahahaha, you're still pissed that they bugged every nook and cranny of our place?"

"I know that what they did is for Koneko-chan, but I'm still pissed. What are you going to do about it?"

"I'll pat you until you're satisfied." Kisuke pats Yoruichi's head with occasional brushing to the side.

"Not enough."

"Then let me buy all your favorite food. Within the budget, mind you."

"Fine, but let start chasing those rats. Your display earlier startled them and they started moving."

"Roger that. I'll leave it to you to disable them. Be careful though, we know almost nothing about them and don't touch those helmets. It doesn't give me a good feeling."

"Got it."

Kisuke and Yoruichi tailed them silently for a while curious of where they are going.

There are two Grim Reapers and they have contrasting build making differentiating the two easy. It took them half an hour to go to a large prairie outside of the town.

The cloaked Grim Reapers finally stopped and the large guy looked around, making sure that no one followed them.

"You're too nervous, newbie." The small guy removed his hood and revealed his young appearance and a strange tattoo on his face, but Kisuke and Yoruichi knew that appearance means nothing for the long-lived races. He is also wearing a black form-fitting helmet.

Design-wise, it doesn't really do its job to protect the head, but Kisuke and Yoruichi noticed that this thin helmet somehow blocks and stops the surrounding from recognizing its wearer.

The large guy also removed his hood and his appearance is like that of a war veteran., but his body is trembling like a newborn. He also wears a similar helmet as the small guy, "But Senpai, we were openly spying them. I can't really relax, even more so after that ridiculous beam came out of nowhere."

"You don't have to worry so much, with Hades-sama's newest invention, the imitation of [Hades' Helmet], even though it can't hide the wearer's existence like the original, it is enough to hide even from those devil kings in plain sight. Although that beam really came out of nowhere. We couldn't even find its source. We have to report this to Hades-sama and see if it's related to our second mission." The small Grim Reaper patted the back of the larger one in an attempt to comfort him.

"But there should be something or someone who these helmets can hide from, right?" The large man calmed down and asked.

"Well of course. God or Goddesses with special eyes or clairvoyance abilities, mythical beings like the Ouroboros Dragon and Great Red, and maybe that Ajuka Beelzebub, from what I heard, if you stayed long enough in his presence." The smaller guy thought for a moment and replied.

"That's scary!!! If we encounter any of those, we'll die instantly!" The large baby is about to fall on his butt.

"Damn you! Stop shouting to my ears! And stop being scared! We won't encounter any of those guys in our mission." The small guy used his pinky to scrape the inside of his left ear.

"I'm sorry senpai. But I've been scared ever since you recruited me. I was shocked you know, I thought you really died a few years ago." The big guy scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I already told you, us, the Special Operatives answers directly to Hades-sama. But for us to join, we have to disappear from the world, so we have to 'die' and never remove this helmet our entire lives. For Hades-sama's ambitions." When the small guy uttered his final sentence, there is a crazed glint in his eyes.

"Mmh, For Hades-sama's ambitions!" The other one nodded and said also with a crazed expression.

"Now then, I'll send my report to Hades-sama. Give me a moment." The small guy returned to his usual demeanor and formed a magic circle in his hand.

But before that magic circle able to send information, they heard a voice behind them.

"Black Silence." A black cube instantly encapsulates them.

The Grim Reapers found themselves in a lightless world and they panicked. But before they could do anything significant, both of them felt a fingertip landed on their foreheads, after that, a flash of lightning traveled from those fingertips through their heads robbing them of their consciousness.

They fell down at the same time and the black world vanished.

That Kidou is an original of Kisuke based on Hadou no.90 Kurohitsugi(Black Coffin). Instead of impaling the enemy after trapping them, this Kidou enhances it's trapping abilities to the point of no information can come in or out, hence, the 'Black Silence'. It's very useful to momentarily block those insides from using any form of communication to outside.

"Why are you trying to fry their brains? Wouldn't their usefulness decrease if they're brain-dead?" Kisuke commented behind Yoruichi who is looking at the two twitching unconscious individuals.

"It's fine. I learned how to precisely control my power. They're only unconscious and maybe in a bit of a pain after they woke up." Yoruichi gave him a bright smile.

"As violent as ever, I see." Kisuke returned a grin.

"So, what are going to do with them?" Yoruichi stretched her body since it's been a while she was in her human form.

"We'll take them to the training ground. They don't look like they have any good intentions. I'll leave their interrogation to you as you're more adept at it." Kisuke approached the Grim Reapers and stared sealing all of their senses by inserting his own energy to block neural activities.

"Anything goes?" Yoruichi wants to confirm.

"Anything is fine as long as they're alive." Kisuke stood up and carried the larger guy over his shoulder.

"Alright." Yoruichi approached the smaller guy and also carried him on her shoulder.

The two of them, along with the Grim Reapers disappeared from their spot, leaving nothing behind except for the disturbed winds of the prairie.