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"Yes?" he asked, because maintaining basic civility was basic for infiltration.
"Uh, yeah, I was just wondering if you could read this for me? I… Well, this is embarrassing, but I actually can't read very well."
…That was really embarrassing.
He considered for a second to just ignore him and just acknowledge him when it came time to eviscerate him.
But he discarded the thought. It'd be better if he showed himself as helpful so the Hobo didn't see it coming once his saber was deep in his throat.
"Why, sure! Let me take a look."
He had to lean towards the Hobo to read the pamphlet properly and the line that the Hobo was pointing at.
"Let's see, the best tourist spots in-"
He didn't get to see the two golden coins flying from his hand, one through his eye, the other through his throat, right into his larynx.
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"I'm getting real sick of waiting for these assholes to sleep."
"Yeah, tell me about it."
The two of them had gotten called for the most stupid of missions: kill a homeless man. If there was any respect to be had for that stupid angel bitch, it was running real low.
"..."
"..."
"Raynare's still so fucking hot, right?"
"So hot."
They were seated right in front of the hobo, prepared to simply turn around and shank him to death.
An execution was an execution, and they'd make sure that this whole fucking time of waiting would be worth something.
One of them looked to their right, where an old lady was already sleeping. The bus wasn't packed, at least, so the risk of getting caught wasn't as high as it could've been. Talking about that…
He looked behind him, where the head-honcho of the execution squad was at… and he was fucking sleeping.
Great, very fucking reassuring to know their leader was taking a nap. He had his eyes closed, and his jacket up to his chin, face resting to the side and yup, he was just out-cold.
Inevitably, since he was looking back, he caught sight of the hobo, who was still awake, unlike their leader. What a fucking mess, this whole shitshow just to kill this guy.
"Catch," said the hobo all of a sudden, making the exorcist widen his eyes as he saw him flicking two coins at him, mach-speed.
And his eye and larynx caught it.
His partner, who was staring out of the window with a bored expression, didn't even get to realize what was happening, as a lightsaber got turned on behind him and the blade easily cut through the seat, right into his own larynx.
In less than one second that the saber got turned on, it was off, and the exorcist was now left with a bleeding neck.
The both of them died silently. Their killer quickly covered their front with a smelly, ugly jacket that reeked of piss, shit and cum.
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"So man, are you excited for Kyoto?"
"Yeah man! After we-"
A third person interrupted the exorcists' lovely conversation.
"Oi, can you two look here for a second?"
The both of them looked towards the voice to the left, exactly where their leader and their target were sitting.
Four coins flew directly at them. One on an eye, the other on the larynx. The pair received matching death wounds.
The killer didn't even bother covering their wounds for now.
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"Fucking assholes, of course I get to sit in front of the snoring grandma."
The exorcist grumbled in discontent, his name was Gianni and-
Oh, he died, two coins ricocheted off of another coin right into his eye and larynx. What an impressive shot.
Gianni died without even getting to monologue. Boohoo.
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I fell back onto my seat, having just been responsible for six entire corpses. I took a deep breath.
"Fuck me."
Those were all the exorcists on the back of the bus. The other six were spread through the middle and front.
It was a bit messier to kill them since they were surrounded by more regular people.
The operation I just did relied on the fact these fucking goobers were so close to me that there wasn't any innocent passersby to get caught in the crossfire.
If I wanted to kill the rest of them, I'd have to wait until the lights of the bus went out.
…So, I'd have to wait for at least an hour with these corpses around me.
Yay.
Idly, I generated yet another coin in my hand, a thin golden thing that just aided the murder of six psychopaths.
So far, these coins had more than proven their worth. They were silent, effective, and best of all, left no trace, since once they landed and stopped their path, they just disappeared.
Perfect weapons. Of course, if I faced something like that Stray devil from my first day or that angel bitch then I'm sure they won't be enough, but against regular old humans?
Well, there were 6 people who can now attest to its effectiveness. 6 people with holes in their eyes and in their larynx.
…You know, I never thought that my failed attempts at being a doctor would've led me to this crap, but hey, knowledge was knowledge, and if I just happened to know that the frontal lobe was behind the eyes and that destroying the larynx would prevent someone from making a sound, then that was just peachy.
Speaking of killing, I felt it. Everytime I killed one of them, I felt their Souls, their life essence being harvested by me.
Each one of these goobers netted me a cool 400 Souls, so I now had…
2527 Souls in total.
Whoo-wee, that was a good fucking haul. Now, to harvest their humanity…
I reached forward to the two dumbasses in front of me and pulled.
Soon enough, I had two humanity sprites. Repeating the process with my seatmate, I increased that number to three.
You know, these assholes so far have been the best thing that could've happened to me.
Sure, now there were six corpses at the back of the bus that I couldn't dispose of… but who gave a shit.
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