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For one thing, the young man has finally stopped bothering V with sleepovers since that afternoon, and from what he heard from Nico, Nero, and his lady love, Kyrie, seemed to be doing great. The pregnancy hormone thing that Nico mentioned before seemed to be totally gone now. Just the other day, Nico kindly asked, no, begged , V to take over the Devil Hunting mission that Nero received a day prior.

Said psycho was too busy simping on his lady love, and that the client was getting impatient and angry. So, naturally, V took on the job, himself. He vanquished the pack of Demons terrorizing one of the houses on Swan Lane and got the full, generous payment all to himself. The day after that, Nico asked again if V could take on another job meant for Nero. So, he went and did exactly that, and, again, got the payment for himself. And the next day, the Artisan asked him if he could attend this retirement party and play the violin during intermission.

Said the job was meant for Kyrie, and, of course, because the lovebirds were too busy with each other, V had no other choice but to don his best suit, go to said retirement party, and endure the old ladies pinching his cheeks before and after his performance.

And by the end of the week, V has actually earned more than enough for himself that it even made Dante, who has forgotten to pay for his bills and rent in time again, really jealous.

Earning more than enough was good and all. But, V sure wished that the lovebirds would take over his Devil Hunting commission for him for a change.

Especially when Griffon was teasing him non stop because of it. Nodding towards V with the unspoken word that Nero would never understand, the eldest son of Sparda crossed the room and went towards his son, as resolute as ever, and with no such hint of hesitation in his eyes.

As much as he wanted to explain everything to the best of his knowledge and ability, V was really not the person for the job. And after telling Nero his side of things, he handed it to Vergil to finally close the gap between him and his son, whom he was separated from for over twenty years. V waited outside the old house for what seemed to be an eternity, the suspense and dread giving him anxiety, slowly killing him inside.

It was a few minutes past five in the afternoon when the two finally emerged from the house where it all began, looking both very emotional and red in the eyes. Clearly, some manly tears were shed, and some not — so — gentle words were thrown at one and the other.

But, looking at Vergil and Nero now, the poet could safely assume that the fresh air has finally entered the, once, suffocating room. With a fond smile, V listened as Nero awkwardly offered his gratitude towards him for planning everything, and he gave a simple nod when Vergil uttered a simply thank you. The two, then, decided to go home and tell Kyrie everything that happened but, V has made up his mind to stay longer for a bit.

And with a simple wave of the hand, V saw Vergil and Nero walk towards their home, a true father and son. Only then did the poet grab his cellphone from his pocket to see ten or so missed calls from Patty, herself.

Dialing her number, V waited, hoping for the teen to pick up and to not get mad at him for not answering her call a little bit sooner. Well, fine. But, listen! Said he has a gig. But, I already bought two tickets. Wanna come?

It all started when the old couple, who lived next door, alerted him of burglary just two weeks ago. A few days later after that harrowing incident, V found out that this couple had a son who moved to Europe to chase after a woman , as they said, and that they missed him a lot.

After that short, and, yet, heartfelt, conversation, the couple always found time to check up on him. They basically adopted him as their own, and to V, it felt really sweet and tender, being loved and looked after like a child by these old, gentle people who knew nothing but kindness.

And so, one day, the poet decided to surprise them with a little gift. The young man actually set up a table for two in the middle of the garden, surrounded by paper lanterns, and the little flowers he planted, himself.

Waiting right next to the table was a freckled woman with glasses who helped them settle on their chairs and offered them a glass of red wine. The old couple was treated to a full six - course meal, served by that cute and freckled witty young lady with a distinct Southern accent. And while they dined, V, himself, played melodies for them with his violin. Songs that they loved as a couple, and tunes that they adored dancing along to on quiet evenings.

After their sumptuous meal, they danced along to the tune of their wedding song, performed by a girl named Kyrie, who recorded the lovely ballad in an actual vintage vinyl player. It was,… the most beautiful surprise they have ever received in their entire life.

And they would treasure that special moment in their hearts,… for as long as they lived. That said, V never really thought of paying that antique shop a visit,… to actually pay for the metal cane. Until now. He would pay the cane in full, no matter how much it would cost him. V knew it was the right thing to do. You see, my father is the one who owns this place. I mean, was the,… owner. Now, I work full time here. Well, I have to.

You know what I mean. He handed the thing to Avery, who gave it a look of utter shock, and went on. In full. No matter how much it would cost. In fact, I even got a promotion after what you did! You really can have it. And this made V chuckle. Thank you so much for your,… generosity,… Ms.

Posts Archive. First of all, thank you so much, anon, for sending me this request. It means so much to me. You wanted to believe that. Yes, you were happy that he was doing his best for the both of you but,… … you need him. You needed your beloved so, so much. But, then again, the Legendary Devil Hunter has been working non stop since the last week.

However, you knew deep down inside that it was impossible for you to be happy now. Oh, why does it hurt, so, so much? And then, you realized, he was there. And it somehow looked,… like an old diner, or something. Was it from,…? One, two,… one, two, three, four! Make me feel good when I hurt so bad. I love being around you. I love you I love you! From Hawaiian to Anchovy - filled, to 4 - cheese,… It really was a mix of everything! Just like that time when -!

Piece me back together when I fall apart. Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends. Why are you doing this? And not just ice cream,… … it has every possible flavor in it! Again, a mix of everything! Just like that time! And this made your lover smile warmly. Everything,… was all for you. And happy anniversary!

And the loving with your man, Dante? I love you! Please, look forward to it! Who -? The tears he felt coming out of his eyes and the lump he noticed growing in his throat when all the fond emotions came back,… It was simply,… too much for V. But, he knew he must go on. He could actually feel his own emotions getting the better of him. Of our lives. Emptiness, coldness, ruin,… "I found out she died of an unknown illness right after you were born. But, for the sake of the person who looked up to him as his own parent, he must do it.

He promised Nero he would bring him to this place, and he shall fulfill it. Be warned. The poet felt somewhat hypnotized,… … until the gravity of what Nero was actually trying to ask him hit him like a slow torpedo fired at him by an unknown submarine.

And V could only say the truth. At least, the truth he knew only from his side of things. Thank you. I think it is,… only natural. However, his thoughts regarding Griffon changed when they passed by the local pet shop. And Griffon? Very smitten. And the two cockatoos lived happily ever after. But, what about Griffon? Someone much worthy of your love. Is that a challenge, little chicken? Especially for Nero.

And Kyrie. Standing right before them was the man, himself. It was Vergil. After all, nobody could but Vergil, himself. And V was only glad Vergil agreed to all of this. A few seconds later, she finally answered the call. Oh, my God, V! What took you so long?! I was,… in the middle of something,… very important.

The old couple reminded V of his own parents. He could still remember the place, two right turns after the shopping district. V entered the dark and quiet shop, expecting an old, grumpy person manning the cashier. Instead, there was a familiar face waiting behind it. What of it? Maybe this time. But you have to be more careful.

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