"Great, you found my sword."

"…Y...Yeah"

"Thanks!"

"H…here"

She then gave Vergil his sword, without looking at him. Always looking down.

"Hey, you wanna come and play with us?"

"You mean…play swords?"

"Well, I don't think Dante will agree but you seem really sad, just being here alone."

"Thanks for worrying but…I prefer not to ruin the fun you here having with your brother."

"But you won't ruin anything! If Dante doesn't want you to play, then you'll watch, so, you'll watch me beat that idiot!"

"But…I can see your front yard from here…I don't need to go to yours."

"The fence is bigger than me and your smaller than me. I think watching us and from here is a big problem."

Beatrice was amazed for her neighbour's fast thinking. It was like he already knew what to say.

"Ok."

Ok?

"If you don't want to come with me, I'll leave you then."

She watched his friend slowly walking away like he was waiting for a moment to turn away and take her with him. Maybe Beatrice was doing the wrong time by rejecting his offer…maybe she was going to lose him if she, in a way, rejected him.

"Waa…wait"

And as she predicted, he quickly turned around to face her.

"Yes?"

"I'll…I'll go with you….I don't wanna stay here alone…..can I?

When she stopped talking, Vergil walked a bit towards her and grabbed her hand.

"Well. If I asked you, it means you can, doesn't it?"

Beatrice blushed a bit when she realized that her neighbour was doing.

"I…guess so."

A sound of glass being broken was suddenly heard form the nearest window, right next to Beatrice. An object had been thrown from outside and it was coming a black gas from it.

"GAS BOMB, EVERYBODY DUCK". One of the military yelled.

It was Beatrice's change to escape. She quickly picked her suitcase up and threw herself through the window. Then she grabbed one branch of that tree that was next to the window and safely dropped to the ground.

"Beatrice here!!!". Someone screamed.

She knew that voice. It was her best friend since she began her current job.

"Lady…was it you who threw that bomb?"

"Yeah, now come on. Get on my bike. The gas is almost disappearing."

Beatrice then did what her friend told her to do and off they went.

"Good timing there Lady."

"Well I was going to talk with you but then I saw those military cars and thought you were in trouble and when I saw you from the window and those military guys, I knew I was right."

"Thanks, I know I can always count on you to help me on tight situations."

"…So how "tight" was this one?

"Very…"

"Care to explain?"

So while they were riding Lady's bike, Beatrice told what was happening.

"I see…well you are really in trouble then…but what I can figure out is why they can't consider being killed by a demon an accident."

" The president of the side she was against is a demon."

"…ok that makes sense now…look I got a job to do so I'll take you to a safe place until I came back ok?"

"Where?"

"To a friend's house. There you can low for now. Even if they find you, he'll protect you."

"Oh really? Is he that strong?"

"He's a devil hunter."

"Just like you."

"But don't worry, he's nice, without the cocky and macho attitude."

They laughed a bit. But what Lady didn't know was that her friend had already known Beatrice.