"Eins, Drei, Zwei~!"
The man made a sudden swift motion towards her with his arm, snapping his fingers at the same time. Richiru blinked, confused at what had happened. Several awkward seconds ensued afterwards.
"Umm, what was that for?" The shorter girl questioned, puzzled by this demon's actions.
"Oh? Nah, I did all of that to seal the contract!" He exclaimed, extending his hand towards her with a toothy smile. "Well? One must shake hands to complete a deal!" Richiru looked up at him. Should she shake hands hands with a demon? Well, all for good luck.
Hand shaking slightly, Richiru reached out and let her hand fall into Mephisto's larger, gloved one. "There we go!" He grasped hers and lightly shook her hand, still smiling. He let the small hand go, Richiru allowing it to hang by her side lightly. She frowned when she realized that it felt as though there was something wrapped around her hand and wrist.
"See ya in three years~!" The tall, male demon sang as he jumped out the attic window.
We'll see about that. Richiru thought, lifting the hand she used to shake with the demon's and uncurling her fingers. A small, glowing green bottle sat in her palm, a silver chain necklace attached to it. She lifted the tiny bottle (which was about the size of the tip section of her little finger) and inspected it closely. A four-leaf clover sat suspended in there, giving off the light-green glow.
Richiru unclasped it and fitted the object around her neck, moving the scarf just enough to do so. Leafy floated out in front of her, it's large, crystal blue eyes wide with dismay.
I told you NOT to accept the challenge! He always wins no matter what!
Still floating out after her complaining all the way, Richiru ignored Leafy for the time being.
She was going to win, not caring how long or dangerous it'd be to find just one of those pieces of paper. Winners keep, losers lose.
That's how it went, after all.
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I hate this chapter! TT^TT It's so darn shooort!
Don't worry though! The next chappie won't be so horrible. Just to let you guys know, from the next chapter and onwards it'll be a timeskip. I don't exactly feel like telling a story that involves Mary Sue-ness for three whole years *_*
Doing that sounds like sighing my very own death certificate.
Well, see ya in the next chapter!
~TPB
