Summary:
Chosen by a Daemon.
YakoxNeuro
He was the king of daemons. Even better than a king actually, he was a Lord Daemon no one could restrain or conquer. And he still craved earth, the surface world's, immeasurable posibilities. She was just a human. A slave not worth mentioning who slowly began to exceed his expectations…until the point his eyes couldn't turn away any longer. And an obsession began to grow unconciously. He thought she'd always be in the palm of his hand until an old foe came to take her away.
After all…If there are Daemons, then there must be…
"How dare that louse be chosen by those fake idols? And to move humans hearts on an ungodly level? She isn't their plaything, she is my slave. They dare take her from behind my back?"
Neuro always takes back what is his. And Yako won't see what's coming.
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"Fwuahhhh~!" Yako sighed in bliss as she downed the infamous Hokkaido King Crab Legs. "Nothing like crab legs in the snow, after all. It's a good thing we stopped Tanaka-san from that angry fisherman, hm~ Now we can eat all the crab legs we want!"
"You're starving me, Louse." Neuro looked down at his now grown-up "boss" downing her 15th plate. "Shameless flea."
"Aw, don't say that!" Yako patted his arm heavily - they were sturdier than they looked from under that suit - and said, "I'm not just an investigator anymore. I'm a negotiator. I have to save lives not just solve cases. Blame yourself for being gone for those few years~ Now I don't need to rely on your help. Plus you don't need to wait for a murder to happen to drain their evil energy anymore, right?"
She snapped a few legs and chewed them down at the same time and Neuro sneered at the disgusting sight. Her hunger grew bigger these days… "All you have to do is catch them in the moment and suck up their energy at the highest point of anticipation. You can't say that isnt' true." She licked her lips and went for another helping, glancing up at him from time to time. "And if you want me to continue being your 'mystery food supply', then you might as well play along with me no matter what you think of us pesky human lives. You wouldn't want to lose a valuable tool, right?" Slurp, sluuuuurp!
The disdain on Neuro's face grew more pronounced. Since when did that skinny brat turned into this disgusting woman?! Even if what she said was true, he hated when she felt like she had the upper hand. "Are you threatening me, Yako?" The daemon gave her a cold glare and dark creatures emitted from his shadows.
Yako felt the temperature drop down to zero, but merely laughed. "I'm not a kid anymore, Neuro! It's a winning proposition for the both of us and you know it. Don't you like it when us lowly humans scramble for your attention and beg for help? See, I'm begging. Help me save lives while we solve cases and the cases become a lot more complicated and fun. And your "mysteries" become more savory, no?" She got up to thank the chef who shivered in the back of the small restaurant. "I'll be back!"
"P-Please don't concern yourself…You're in Tokyo….so far…"
"I promise to make time! Lifetime free crab is always good enough reason." Yako smiled big and innocently. "Now about desert…"
"P-Please Miss Investigator! No more!" The chef cried out.
Neuro watched as his slave harrassed the feeble chef and scrunched his brow further until his whole face distorted. This creature! This human! Why did he even put up with her? Even if she were right, he wanted her to be wrong. Since when did he get to this point to where he obsessed over having the upper hand with this female tick?
He remembered when the long-haired investigator was nothing but a gluttonous high school girl. It took many cases to see her grow up to an acceptable level of skill, but he had grown used to seeing her try, fail and improve each time. Even if her job changed, her title remained the same worldwide. Her fame has exploded since he first found her at her father's funeral. It was strange. He actually felt a prick at the sight of her sad eyes. He even made it so he wouldn't have to return for miasma any longer in person with the 'Slave Miasma Re-fill System' he created when he was resting for a few hours at home. A few hours were a few years. He couldn't risk missing any more of Yako's life. It just wouldn't do.
Neuro tilted his head in confusion. Now he sounded like those pathetic slime love bags who couldn't leave their lovers for a second for fear of missing out on possible pleasure. Disgusting. Him and Yako?
Nonsense. A louse is a louse. This must be like owning a dog raised from birth. I've spent so much time raising the puppy, I've grown a strange attachment to seeing her growth. Yes, that's perfectly reasonable now.
He frowned as he stood up and grabbed Yako's head, casually dragging her out of the restaurant to the chef's relief. "Come, Yako. It's time to head back to Tokyo."
"Awww! But my desert!" Yako flailed her legs out defiantly.
Neuro rolled his eyes. The girl was acting like a rebel these days. Must be her growing phase, never mind that she's 25 now. And just as usual, he whipped out his hand and turned it into daemonic scissor hands away from prying eyes. "Shall I remind you whose master and whose pig?"
Yako stopped flailing and pouted before cheering up again. "Oh! I've upgraded from insect-dom into the mammal kingdom. Wow. Finally!" She pumped her fist in the air. "Yes, I finally got recognized! Oh wait…Am I seriously happy over becoming a pig? Talk about issues…" She deflated. "Maybe I should ask Godai for a therapist after all. He did say being near a daemon 24/7 only twisted my mind."
A dark feeling swept through his chest. Strange. "Oh? You listen to Godai before me?" This time his eyes grew cold until even Yako froze. Sweat rocketed off her while she waved her hands consolingly.
"O-Of course not! I would never! Jeez, you're looking more daemonic like that."
Better. I'm the only one to offer her advice. Hm? Neuro tilted his head while Yako blabbered on. Why did that matter to him? If his slave can grow to be more useful, then she should learn from everybody. Why did he want to possess how she even gained her knowledge and formed her foundation of belief and perspective? Strange.
Must be the changes to my body. Maybe I'll have that plump demon slave send me more miasma. I'm being too much like a human.
Not wasting time hailing a taxi in the deserted outskirts of the snowy city, Neuro clutched Yako's head and threw her up before catching her around the waist and leaping off the ground to the building tops. Swish!
Yako was too light-headed to notice the demon's arm around her waist clenching her softly. They were about to reach the airport where Godai reserved a private jet when…
"We meet again, Lord Daemon of Mysteries. How quaint to see the Demon King isn't clinging to your leg this time. If you shall excuse me, my Lord Heaven has need of our Chosen. Fare thee well."
An angel stole her away.
….But let's forget that and break the fourth wall to go back to the beginning. When Yako first was Chosen and Neuro became….broken, in his words.
And it all started one month ago….
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Author Note:
Hello~ Just binged off Neuro manga and had to write this! Hope you enjoy it~ (And yes, going into how the depths of the mind can lead to spiritual experiences and potentially give Yako more access to unknown powers only humans can have thanks to her development out of Neuro's training. And romance. R-15 for now.
Let the crazy adventures commence!
