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Chapter 2

Oga arrived back to his house after accepting the deal. He said not a word as he entered, spotting Beel eating with Hilda and his family around the table. Hilda was the first to spot him and speak to him.

"Fool, aren't you going to say something."

For a moment he was completely Silent. What was the woman fussing for now? And, what the heck was he supposed to explain himself to her? Seeing that she was going to continue he remained quiet with his face blank.

"Explain," Hilda said coldly, picking up the infant who just got finishing eating. "You had the young master worried." Geez, would it kill her to call Beel by his name or something? No one cared if she was his wet nurse, but dang it she was technically Beel's mother!

"Woman, I went out that's all."

Tsk, he should have known Misaki was going to leave him in the dust. With that statement he headed up stairs, however, Beel wasn't having it and wanted his daddy.

Oga stopped at his second step and sighed, "Oi, Beel," he takes the baby in his arms, holding him out for a bit. "You can't worry too much, I am your father. I'll always return to you."

That pleased Beel and the little guy was a mixture of emotions that's the second time his daddy said something that touched him so.

Hilda humped and smirked. That unpredictable, loving- wait loving? Tsk, douche had his moments.

Beel was beginning to tear up. His little chubby face scrunched up, his mouth was wide, and his little small fist clenched slightly. "Whoa, whoa, Beel, stop that! A man doesn't –

"Hn, fool there tears of joy," Hilda walks pass him to his room. Oga was engulfed by Hilda's aroma, the perfume Misaki most likely gave her, and tsked, blowing it off as unimportant. Why did I notice her smell? maybe she needs a bath, Oga wondered briefly before sighing, following her with Beel in his arms, the infant happily now within his own world.

Oga opened the door to their room, and was greeted with Hilda sitting on the bed reading a book. "Listen, Hilda."

"I'm listening, fool."

Tsk. He wasn't a fool! Pinching his nose he composed himself, speaking indifferently. "Gohan-kun usually comes on at 7:30 and lasts for an hour, and I know your soaps come on at that time to."

Hilda flipped a page, "I know that already, fool. Why are you stating the obvious?"

Damn her and her condescending tones. Could she at least act like she was interested? Damn infuriating woman, but Oga would never admit that he wouldn't have her as anything else, sides she just loved pressing his buttons as much he did hers. "Listen, woman," he growled with a glare. "I was getting to that. You're going to have to postpone your soaps and watch Gohan-kun with him. I have to be somewhere at that time and won't be back till 11pm."

That had Hilda standing within a flash and holding Oga's small shirt collar. "Is this to get out of being with the young master?!" See, what he meant? However, right now Oga didn't feel like playing this game. He had somewhere to be soon.

"No, woman," He be damned if he told her any of the reasons, besides, she was going to find out as soon as the deal was completed fully.

Hilda glared and huffed letting go of his shirt collar. "Fine," she said in her usual tone, going back to the bed opening up the book she was reading just a few minutes ago.

Oga tsk for the millionth time and played his video games with Beel, but before they knew it, it was 7:25pm.

"Alright, woman I'll be back. Beel don't worry, be good for your mother."

Oga steps out the house and leaves not uttering a word to anyone else.

"That's... that's," Misaki mutters. Then shrugs her shoulders; "Hehe, baka's finally growing up."

Ms. Oga hearing her daughter blinked slowly, before smiling, nodding in agreement. Hopefully her daughter was right.

"Hilda-Chan," she called. "Did he say anything, or ..?"

Hilda shook her head replying with a "no, mother," as she sat with her young master on the sofa turning it to Gohan –Kun.

It was odd and awkward without Oga at the house. Sure, he left before, but she usually knew where he was going or where he was at. Hilda inwardly scoffed, squashing the feeling away; she was not going to admit that it felt so awkward With him gone. However, it seemed Beel noticed to for he wasn't all into his Gohan-kun.

Alaindelon split in two and dropped Oga off. "Oi, big dude don't tell Hilda or Beel, k."

The big man nodded, "of course, Oga-san," and teleported away leaving Oga to look over his surroundings. A telephone booth, several lamps spread out, ruined (even more so than Ishiyama high), torn down, some ruddy old looking dwelling, but otherwise that the lot was completely devoid of human presences.

"Hahaha…so you came, boy," Yamari said with a pleased laugh. "Good come on."

Yamari led Oga towards the telephone boot. He went in first and disappeared, the boot alone with him. However, when the boot came back he was gone.

Oga indifferently, impassively with his hands in his pockets, displaying his boredom, walked into the booth. The booth disappeared for a second time and Oga was greeted by Yamari with a come here gesture. Oga still with the air of indifference followed Yamari.

He led them to an old elevator. "Look, this company isn't really a company at all," Yamari said as he typed in the code. The elevator opened and disappeared through the walls; the elevator stopped and the wall split and Oga was met with porcelain white walls. As Yamari walked ahead he followed seeing fighters practice with various skills, etc.

Now he was interested; "Then what exactly is this?"

Instead of answering right away Yamari explained something that was close to being a lecture. "In the world there is an opposite of everything like ying and yang; dark and light. Good and evil however, everything doesn't work like that an evil person can become good and a good persona can become evil. "

"Your point; if I wanted to hear a lecture on this stuff, I would have gone to Saotome or something."

Of course," Yamari continued much to Oga's dismay. "We all know this. That is why second chances exist. "He led Oga to a room.

"Since you are a starter to the company, here is where you spend your first months with three hours the most since your part time worker- this is where you will learn everything there is about this company."

Great, Oga was wondering why he even struck a deal with this man. Yamari pat him on the back," we have one rule: unless the people around you know of the supernatural you say nothing. That the one thing, good luck."

This company was not the Solomon Company, but something else. For its name was called Tantei- demon detective agency.

Oga yawned as it neared 10:00pm. It was time for his break than he could start heading home. He went to the damn classes and got a small tour by some guy he doesn't remember.

"Yo," Yamari greeted, most likely wasting time since he had nothing to do. "How was it?"

Oga tsked, "A pain in the ass. I don't remember education being part of my deal." Oga crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

"What none of it interested you?" What was he to say? He was the father of a demon lord and the supposed husband of a demon maid servant. He hardly needed classes with those two, but he had to admit to some degree some of that crap could be handy.

"Hey," this just occurred to him and didn't care, but he just had to ask. "Does your wife work here too?"

Yamari laughed; "No, she completely human no special powers." In other words she didn't know her husband had this company. Then why in the heck was he agreeing to sell his house if his company was here in Ishiyama?

As if seeing Oga's expression, Yamari chuckled. "That's because she wanted to and you seem like a good lad despite the rumors."

The time was ticking and looking at his watch Yamari chuckled a "see you tomorrow" to Oga. "Oh, but tomorrow you come and help at the house," he said just to remind the teen.

Oga twitched really starting to hate his agreement. "Yea, yeah."

When Oga arrived back home he found Hilda dressed in the blue pajamas with her blonde hair elegantly braided. She was waiting for him with a frightening scowl on her beautiful features. Where was his silly, overreacting family when he needed help? Scratch that why couldn't Beel be up now?

"Hilda."

CUT! Until, next time!

Beta by:Whimsy Alone on 2/9/14.