"This facility is quite impressive," Koshimizu admitted as he inspected the control centre. "I must concede that I thought your budget was nothing more than an attempt to bankrupt the nation, though I see now you have spared no expense."

"Glad to hear it," Ritsuko's smile was thin at his backhanded compliment. He really is the perfect politician, she mused. No one really knew what crack he had sprouted from, but few could deny his leadership had been effective, helping Japan heal itself from the long recession it had found itself in before his arrival, and despite his nationalistic rhetoric he lacked the usual close mindedness that came with it, like he wanted to prove Japan was the best rather than simply dismissing anything to the contrary. However, there was plenty of history to show how dangerous that way of thinking could end up leading to atrocity. Still, until now she had attributed much of his success to SEELE, but apparently he actually earned his reputation and position. Honestly, she found that kind of annoying.

"I presume," He continued, dragging her out of her head. "That those are the famed MAGI?"

Following his gaze, she nodded confirmation. "That they are. It's thanks to them that we've been able to keep on top of everything at NERV, both here and abroad."

"You rely on them for administration, battle plans, record keeping, as well allowing it to decide the organisation's actions. Am I correct?"

"Among other things."

"How Angelic of you," He muttered under his breath.

Ritsuko frowned. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to have heard that. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Hmm?" Koshimizu looked over his shoulder. "Ah. A simple observation, relying on a machine to tell you what to do."

Misato, who had been observing their little spat, felt the need to object. "I like to think we're a little more autonomous than that. The MAGI are there to help us, not do all the thinking for us."

"Then think what you will. Just remember this; when you need it most, they will fail you. So either be prepared to adapt…" He raised his head, and the two women followed his attention as Abdiel entered the control centre. Koshimizu's voice remained even. "... Or to die."

P.E. was as always welcomed by unwavering sweltering heat, as what pretty much every other subject these days. The girls had the fortune of taking swimming, their laughter being heard by the less fortunate boys who had to sweat it out playing basketball. Half of them were lost on the court, the discomfort of the weather lost in the heat of the game, while the other half lounged on the sidelines, far more interested in small talk or the sight of the girls in their swimsuits waving and calling out to them, as easily distracted as any other child going through puberty.

While Shinji was technically participating in such behaviour, instead of focusing on swimsuits his attention was focused on the isolated girl with short blue hair sitting with her back against the wire fence.

He honestly had no idea what to make of Rei. Their first introduction had more or less had her used as leverage against him to ensure that he risked life and limb for something he knew nothing about, yet at the same time she had apparently made his father, living proof that humans don't need their hearts to survive, burn his hands to rescue her. He still thought that was bullshit.

"Hey, bigshot." He turned to face Toji, who had an eyebrow cocked at him. "What're you staring at so intently?"

"Nothing!" His response was a bit too fast to be convincing.

His other friend, the messy haired Kensuke, plopped his chin on Toji's hair with a grin. "He's ogling Rei."

"I am not!"

"Aww, come on!" Kensuke shifted his full weight onto Toji, making them both lean forwards. "We saw you looking."

"Yeah, at Rei's mammaries." Toji sat up, pushing the bespeckled boy off him. "Rei's silky thighs, her calves, her-"

"Naughty bits!" Both boys shouted in unison, grinning with cheeks flushed by more than just the sun. Shinji gave a weak smile. How was he friends with these two again?

"Look, it's nothing like that."

"Oh yeah?" From how the sun was reflecting Kensuke's glasses, he looked like some evil mastermind. "Then what were you looking at?"

"You can't fool us Shinji."

Shinji opened his mouth to reply, then let out a sigh. "I was just wondering why she's always alone."

Both boys went silent. "Huh?"

He looked back over to the pool, where the young girl hadn't so much as moved an inch.

Toji sat back, frowning. "Come to think of it, she hasn't had any friends since she started here in the seventh grade."

"There's just something about her that makes her hard to talk to." Kensuke crossed his arms. "Like she's in her own world."

"... She's probably just got a lousy personality."

Eventually they had to get back on the track, running laps around the field at a leisurely enough pace to keep civil conversation.

"You're both Eva pilots, right?" Kensuke asked as the three of them trailed at the back. "You should know her better than any of us Shinji. Know what I mean?"

"Yeah, that's right," Toji tilted his head, barely phased by their jog.

"I suppose," Shinji muttered, coming to a stop. "But we don't talk."

Kazuki lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. It was getting close to nightfall, and the last rays of sunlight peered over the Tokyo skyline and through his window. He felt a lot safer here, back in his dormitory. Jouin had enough clout behind it that many students living in had a room of their own, and while his parents were still in the city it was just more convenient to live in. He felt a lot safer here compared to Tokyo-3 at least. He didn't like that whole geofront thingamajig, it reminded him too much of the Netherworld.

His brow creased. Everything seemed to keep dragging his mind back there. He needed a distraction. Maybe he should focus on knocking over some homework. It wasn't like he was behind on it, but it could never hurt to be a bit further ahead, right?

His phone buzzed in his pocket, and after a moment to fish it out the screen lit up to show a message.

Dazai and I are meeting on the roof. Come if you want to talk.

He didn't recognise the number, but if they were talking about Dazai then it had to be Yuzuru Atsuta. Odd, getting a message from someone like him but apparently a new aspect of his life was socialising with the top of the class. He hoped it was a good thing.

When he arrived he found the two waiting for him, the evening sun fading away behind them. Atsuta nodded as he approached, while Dazai waved. Such a different pair. While he hadn't interacted with them much, he had been around long enough to know who they were as people. Yuzuru Atsuta, top of the year in both popularity and grades, and most people seemed to think he and Isonokami were a couple which Kazuki had found somewhat amusing considering anyone that paid attention to them could see that wasn't the case, though it was mostly just idle gossip. Now he knew they shared an obligation to Bethel, their cagier personalities seemed to make more sense. His gaze was methodical from behind his glasses, and he looked comfortable in his Jouin uniform.

Ichiro Dazai, on the other hand, was none of that. The boy had bleach blond hair ruffled under a cap with the word "SUCKA" emblazoned on it and a yellow hoodie under his blazer, and most people saw him as little more than a stain on Jouin's reputation. An irresponsible, unfocused, annoying brat that had bought his way into the school and seemed determined to drag down the score of the school on a national scale and drifting from one hairbrained plot for popularity to another. Kazuki had heard all these things said about him and couldn't help but feel bad for Dazai. He had been shifting between schools in Japan and America his whole life before settling on Jouin a couple of years ago, and despite his best efforts Dazai was someone that just struggled at school. There was no malice behind his actions, and he was obviously trying to live up to the school's pedigree, but it was clear to see he was aimless, and the only break that he was getting was the one across his face. He just needed a guiding hand, something Jouin didn't seem to want to offer.

"Dude, you made it!" He grinned, running over to Kazuki so quickly he thought they were going to hug. "How are you?"

Kazuki shrugged. "I'm alright."

"Ah… Good to hear!" Dazai scratched his head awkwardly. Kazuki's conversational skills tended to make people stumble, but he was used to it.

"I'm glad." Kazuki turned to face the other young man, Atsuta, as he adjusted his glasses. "You haven't been around much, so I was worried."

"I haven't been fighting," He shrugged. "The Director thought I could help smooth things over with NERV."

"I see." Atsuta frowned, his hand coming to rest on his chin. "The Director told me about the newest development."

"Development?" Dazai scratched his head, confused. "What, has something happened?"

It wasn't a surprise that he didn't know about what had been going on, but Atsuta being kept informed by the Director no less did raise an eyebrow. From what Kazuki could gather, Atsuta and the Director seemed to be on fairly good terms, at least compared to everyone else their age. Even Isonokami, the vaunted Saint, wasn't as in the know as he was.

"Bethel Japan has chosen to form an alliance with NERV," He explained. "You know of them, right?"

Dazai frowned. "Nerve? Right, didn't they have something to do with that giant purple thing on the news? I heard it smashed up some streets real bad."

"Indeed. Turns out, that purple thing was able to take out some demons that crossed over into Tokyo. We don't know how effective it'll actually be, but the fact it could fight at all makes it worth looking into." Atsuta turned to Kazuki. "What are your thoughts?"

"I don't have any," He said without emotion. "I was only brought over as a… show of faith, or something."

"I see." Atsuta adjusted his glasses, lost in thought. "Regardless, that's not why I called you two up here."

"Oh?" Dazai perked up.

"Yes, I actually wanted to… apologise."

"Apologise? Wait, what for?"

"All this," Atsuta waved his arm vaguely in the air. "If it wasn't for me, you two would be caught up in all this. You wouldn't have been dragged into Bethel's war."

"Dude, what are you talking about?" Dazai walked up and placed his arm on Atsuta's shoulder. "This is the best thing that's ever happened to me!"

Atsuta grimaced, unhappy. "This is a war, Dazai. You shouldn't have to fight it."

"But I want to!" He grinned. "Don't you see? I finally have something to do with my life. It's what I want to do- no, not just that, it's the right thing to do. Even if I'm a total screw up at school, I can still help out where it matters."

Atsuta wasn't entirely convinced. "What about you, Saito?"

Kazuki remained motionless, his eyes dropping slightly. "I'm staying. Not just because I was told to. There's… something to this I need to see through."

Atsuta nodded, at the very least satisfied with the answer. "Very well. In that case, let me help you in any way you need. Both of you, I mean. Whether it's to do with Bethel or school, don't hesitate to give me a call. Got it?"

The two of them nodded, though the blond was more enthused. "Man, look at us! This is going to be so cool you guys. We'll be like the three musketeers!"

"Technically, they have four members."

"Oh really?" Dazai's brow creased. "Uh, then we could have a fourth member? O-or, maybe we're the three ami-"

"Isonokami," Kazuki interrupted, catching their attention. "You, Atsuta, Isonokami, and me."

Dazai blinked, then grinned. "Yeah! Of course, why didn't I think of it?"

"Hmm," Atsuta nodded. "Yes, it'll be good to include her in these matters. Good thinking."

Kazuki felt somewhat odd after that little interaction, though he couldn't place a finger on just why. Shaking his head, he quickly moved to change the subject. "If your apology is no longer needed, is that all?"

"Yes," Atsuta relented with a sigh. "If you both refuse to accept my apologies, then there is nothing more for me to say."

Kazuki felt a smile play on his lips. "Thank you, Atsuta."

"Hmmm?" He blinked. "Ah, think nothing of it. And Yuzaru is fine."

First names. That was going to take some getting used to. "Well then… Thank you, Yuzaru."

"You mean you're still eating this junk?!"

"Hey, you're a guest so you've got no right to complain!"

Shinji paid the two women no mind as he distributed the subject of their argument between them. "Misato, don't you want any?"

"Oh, sorry about that." She lifted a plate up to reveal a cup of instant ramen. "Tada! Slop some of that stuff on top of this stuff."

The young man blinked, fighting the urge to look at Dr Akagi. "You can't be serious." Could she?

"Go on!" She said with an innocent grin. "It's yummy to the max."

Of course , he thought to himself, I've been living with her long enough to know she's serious . "Ok…"

It was almost disturbing how satisfied she looked as the curry mixed with the noodles. "Ordinary curry flavoured ramen can't be this good, oh yeah. Com'on, let's eat! Dig in guys."

Ritsuko watched as her friend mixed the two meals together while rattling on about how to do it properly which Ritsuko knew she was never going to use so didn't even bother paying attention to. She began to question her choice in friends, and how said friends haven't been killed by food poisoning. Absentmindedly she ate a mouthful of the meal in front of her and realised that it might be because her friends taste buds had long since committed suicide. It was horrific, the spices and meat all wrong, and if she swallowed it she might end up spending the rest of the night with her head in a toilet. "Misato cooked, right?"

"You can tell?"

"Of course." She actually managed to swallow the sludge, which should have earned her a medal or something. Who else could make instant soup taste so awful?! She looked over to Shinji, who was pale faced and slowly moving to get a second spoonful. Forget the Angels, she's going to kill him at this rate. "Next time you invite me over, make sure it's Shinji's turn to cook."

Stealing one of Misato's beers Ritsuko had managed to drown out the flavour enough to survive until she got home or found some place for take out. Shinji was too young for that particular escape so he had to subside on water for now, though he was actually managing to eat a fair bit of the hell curry which was honestly more concerning than if he had barely touched it. "You know Shinji, you really should consider moving out. You shouldn't let one bad roommate ruin your entire life, you know."

He frowned. "But I'm used to it now."

She felt the urge to scream That's worse! But managed to bite her tongue.

"He's right, Ritsuko," Misato slurred, pointing at the scientist with beer in hand. "Never underestimate the ability of the human animal to adapt to its environment, right? And if he doesn't move-" She paused, shaking the can. "Uh, Shinji can I have another?" The boy got up to collect more alcohol, leaving the ladies alone for a moment. "He's gonna have to go through a lot of trouble and red tape. He just got his permanent security card, you know."

Ritsuko's face froze. "Oh! I almost forgot again!" She needed to deal with this now or it'd never get done. Grabbing her bag, she looked over to the returning boy. "Shinji, I need a favour." As he offered the beer to Misato, he was offered a grey card in return.

"What is it?"

"This is Rei's new security card; I keep forgetting to give this to her. Would you mind delivering this to her before going into headquarters?"

Shinji, still leaning halfway over the table, didn't say anything for a moment. "Uh, sure." Taking the card in his hand, he looked it over like it was a job flyer. There was Rei, wearing the same expression as always except in black and white. Well, except for earlier today when she had talked with my father… His brow creased slightly at the memory, so lost in thought he didn't notice that both women were grinning at him.

"What's the matter?" Misato cooed. "You're staring at Rei's picture, aren't you? "

The accusation jolted him out of his head, almost making him drop the card. "I- I'm not!"

Misato giggled to herself. "Ooooooh yes you were Shinji."

"I was not!" He repeated, face flushed red.

His guardian tried to hide her laughter behind her hand, words slurring even more. "I think I embarrassed him. Now you've got an excuse to go over to Rei's place."

Shinji growled in frustration and returned to his seat with a childish pout. "Stop teasing me!"

"But I love teasing you, you go so ballistic."

"Just like Misato," Ritsuko interjected with a sigh, temporarily stunning the captain.

Sensing a shift in the air, Shinji seized the chance to explain himself. "I just find it strange that I know so little about her… Even though we're both Eva pilots."

"Rei's a nice girl, but she's like your father." Ritsuko brushed at her hair. "She's not very adept at…"

"She's not very adept at… what?"

"… Living, I guess."

He did not dream. It was not his nature. And yet he imagined it was similar to what he was experiencing now.

Images, memories, flashing in his mind. He saw a city, choked by sand and overrun by demons. Winged imps and leopards with swords, falling by his hand. The Archangel giving orders above, conducting the battlefield. There was no malice or satisfaction behind his slaughter, as soon as his target fell, he moved to the next. He remembers his mission; Protect. That was all that mattered. Protect the people, fight to protect them. By any means necessary, even his life should it protect even a single human soul.

His memories shift to more recent ones. A boy, surrounded by demons, stumbling in the golden sand. He reached out his hand to the boy and said, "Young man, if you wish to live, take my hand." It made sense at the time, in his damaged state he could not fend off the demons and guide the boy to safety, but later analysis brought things into question. How had he known to offer his power? It was not within the parameters of his design, and it should have destroyed them both if the proper course had been followed. This knowledge had somehow found its way into him, perhaps implanted by whatever damaged him in the first place. Regardless, he knew one thing; the mission had changed. Not regarding humanity, however protecting them had become a secondary objective. Someone had taken primacy. He saw them, the young man staring at him, uniform glinting with a layer of fine golden dust, mismatched hair swaying as he reached out his hand.

Kazuki Saito.

"Rebooting Aogami."

The false reality disappeared as he was disconnected from the system. It took a moment before his eyes started sending information, but as with the rest of his senses that swiftly returned. Unfurling his limbs, he felt his body rise from the green liquid, still only half responsive, arm trembling violently as it breached the surface before clamping down on the edge of the pool, stabilising him enough to let him drag himself out. Taking a moment to steady himself, he stood tall and felt his power swell. The corrupted data in his memories had been restored, and the past twenty years he had been missing in action had been uploaded as well, giving him a wealth of new data to analyze. He quickly evaluated his body. With repairs complete he was now back to his power prior to Armageddon, meaning he could better protect the young man.

Feeling eyes on him, he raised his gaze to the rafters where the man that shared his face watched him, deep in thought. For his part, he didn't waste time on words, simply marching out of the facility. He had been out of commission for twenty years. There was work to be done.

It was late in the day just before school wrapped up, and Kazuki found himself gazing out the window, having long since stopped paying attention to class. Everyone else was ready to get up and go home, but he was too busy thinking to consider that. His thoughts drifted back to the Netherworld, again. He wondered if he had seen the buildings out the window in that realm, though if he had they were probably completely unrecognisable. He wondered how many people had died there. There had to be a fair number, surely.

He closed his eyes, dragging himself away from that place. Think about here, just here. Human problems, those can be dealt with every day. Homework, friendships, family, that's something he can change. Just stay grounded on earth for now.

"Okay, that's it for today."

He blinked, returning his attention to the class. Is it 4:05 already? He quickly stood up alongside the rest of the class.

"All rise!" Announce the class representative. "Thank you, sir!"

Everyone bowed forward, though Kazuki's wasn't as deep as everyone else's. He retrieved his satchel and started to head off when an increasingly familiar figure stopped him.

"Hey!" Tao beamed at him, sunny as always. "Do you have any plans?"

Despite their conversations becoming more common, his ability to converse still left a lot to be desired. "Uh, no."

"Well, me and some other friends are heading out to get some boba tea. You want to come with?"

Ah, right. This… this is worse. "I, uh, might be able to. I'm… not sure."

"Don't worry about it." Fishing out her phone, Tao quickly sent him a message. "If you can come by, just go here, ok?"

He looked at the message on his phone, lips pursed. "Isonokami, I have to ask…"

"What is it?"

"Are you doing this because of what happened at Bethel?"

Tao's eyes widened. "What?"

"I don't want you to feel obligated."

She crossed her arms, looking hurt. "I don't have a guilt complex, Saito. I'm offering because I want to."

Kazuki exhaled, feeling his shoulders slump slightly. That was the worst possible response he could have given. "I'm sorry, I didn't think-"

"Stop that," She cut him off. "I get it. That's part of the reason I invited you, so I could help you with this."

He tilted his head, confused. "'This' being?"

"'This' everything. Remember?" Tao smiled and waved a hand in the air, mimicking the gestures he had made in the NERV cafeteria.

"Oh." Kazuki laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Aha, right. Well, thank you. I'll give it some thought."

"Great." Hoisting her bag over her shoulder, she headed off with a wave. "I'll be looking out for you."

Kazuki stood in place, still a little stunned by what had just happened. He was surprised to find himself smiling, tracing the expression with his fingers. How odd.

"You're so lucky…" A voice murmured behind him.

He turned to face the bespeckled classmate whose name he couldn't remember. "Hm?"

"I'm just saying, you're lucky. You get to be friends with Tao, the school idol." He frowned slightly. "How did you manage that?"

Kazuki shrugged. "I don't know. You can't predict everything that'll happen." He quickly left after that, not sure how he was supposed to respond to the interrogation. How could he respond, really? Well, it's all because I was dragged into another dimension filled with demons and got conscripted into the organisation that fights them, which she just so happens to be a part of. You could always try that if you want to know her better. Yeah, that would just get him a punch in the face. He was so busy shaking his head he almost bumped into a chestnut haired girl as she exited the nurse's office. They shuffled around each other awkwardly, both trying to get out of the way of the other, until Kazuki stopped moving, giving the girl the chance to dart down the hallway. He went to continue on his path, only to falter. I know her. He looked back at her as she disappeared into the crowd. She was a friend of Toa's, if remembered correctly. Maybe she was one of the people going to the tea store, but there was something that had caught his attention; she had been limping. He hadn't heard of any students getting hurt that day, he was always attuned to the classroom gossip, but nothing had been said to suggest a girl had been hurt enough to be limping. He peeked into the nurse's office but all he found was the nurse absentmindedly playing a puzzle game on their computer. It was unlikely he would get any answers there, but even then it wasn't his place to pry. If he really needed to know, he could ask Tao, assuming she was up to date with everything. He glanced down at his phone, which still had the address Tao had sent him on screen. If it gave him the chance to help someone, then maybe it wasn't too bad of an idea. A faint smile played at his mouth as he exited the school, only to immediately drop when he saw a group of men in suits emerging from a black car and marching right up to him.

"Kazuki Saito," Their presumed leader came to a stop in front of him, flashing a badge of sorts. "We're here on behalf of Bethel. We apologise for the intrusion, but it's an emergency."

Kazuki's shoulders sagged. "Is that really necessary?"

"As we said, it's an emergency."

Kazuki could feel the eyes of his classmates bearing down on him like a swarm of flies. He couldn't stand being the centre of attention. "Couldn't Atsuta help? Or even Dazai?"

The man shook his head. "I'm afraid not. The Director believes this is beyond their abilities."

Kazuki paused, processing those words. This was apparently more serious than he had thought. "What's happened?"

The man bent down to whisper into his ear, and when he stepped away Kazuki's eyes were wide. He didn't wait for any further instructions, making a beeline straight for the car and leaving the men in suits to catch up. As the car shot down the highway, he didn't really care at that point what his classmates were whispering. There was no time for such petty concerns. Except…

He looked down at the message from Tao one last time, feeling his heart sink in his chest. He had actually looked forward to that, in the brief moments he had been afforded. The way Tao had smiled at him and seemed to genuinely want him there… he wasn't used to that. He liked it. And he didn't know when he'd get another chance.

Taking a sip of her matcha tea and getting a mouthful of tapioca pearls, Tao checked her phone again. Perhaps she was being a little impatient, but it wasn't like the store was far from Jouin. Maybe Kazuki hadn't felt up to it, but the courteous thing to do would be to at least send her a message.

"So, it's the guy with the funny haircut?" One of her friends asked, dragging her back.

"Yeah," She admitted with a laugh. "That's the one."

"That's so weird." Another offered, taking a deep gulp of their beverage before continuing. "He's always been so quiet. He kind of creeped me out."

There was a murmur of agreement amongst the group of young ladies. "He seems smart enough, but he's such a loner."

"You guys are so mean!" Tao laughed, playfully elbowing the closest offender. "He's nice, really, and nowhere near as scary as you're making him seem."

"But what if that's just what he wants you to think?" A young girl with dyed hair pointed her finger dramatically skywards. "Maybe he's the secret mastermind behind these murders, and he's using this persona to lull you into a false sense of security?"

Tao's laugh was slightly strained. "You've been watching Death Note again, haven't you?"

"Shut up, it's good."

"Hey," The first girl raised her hand playfully. "You're not trying to hook him up with one of us, right Isonokami?"

"What?" She slapped the hand down as her friends laughed and jeered at her. "As if. His poor heart would fail if any of you started flirting with him."

"So he's a virgin?"

"Now you're just being a creep."

Any further retorts were interrupted when Tao's phone buzzed, and she lit up when she saw it was from Kazuki, at least until she read the message itself.

Something's come up. I can't make it. Sorry.

Tao felt herself deflate. She knew it was a stretch, but she had honestly hoped he would have come over, if only for a little while. She didn't want everyone to think of him as the weird loner with a bad haircut. She knew people would like him if he just reached out, but she had done what she could. She'd ask him about it tomorrow, and she was going to be upset if he didn't have a good excuse. For now, she just tried to enjoy her matcha tea. Funny, it didn't seem to taste as good as it had a minute ago.

Told you this wouldn't get consistent updates, didn't I? Well, I think I led you on left you hanging long enough. If you want to know just what made me take so long to finish this stupid chapter, it's because of the parts that are just ripped out of the anime. You know how I talk about associating the anime with one of if not the worst moments of my life? Yeah, I couldn't keep writing because I was too scared to go back and watch the anime to have an accurate scene.
Yeah.
What started to get my motivation back was when I was cooking Coq Au Riesling for dinner (best meal ever) and Eon started playing. Hearing the final boss theme playing made me think "I should finish that" and then I didn't. That was like weeks ago now. Oops.
Anyway, a lot's happened since then. I found a copy of the Shinji Ikari Raising Project manga in the city and decided to look at that, HUGE MISTAKE! Open it up and it just has Shinji falling over, pulling down Rei's dress and shoving his face in her vagina. Like straight up oral. Then Gendo shows up looking like that turnip salesman from Animal Crossing and I start questioning my sanity. The I look at a different part because I'm sickened yet curious and find Shinji being brainwashed or something and attacking the girls AND THEN THERE'S JUST STRAIGHT UP BOOBS BECAUSE WHY NOT and he only snaps out of it after the half naked Rei and Asuka fight over who snogs him, and I'm pretty sure they both taste his tonsils. So yeah, that made me question me writing this even more, like SMT might have Mara, the straight up penis demon, yet even that is less stupid than that shit.
Also I just want to clarify if you don't get the joke, when I said the only break Dazai was getting was on his face, it was a joke about pimples. Just thought that might fly over some people's heads.
Ok that's all I can think to say right now. Enjoy this while you wait 7 months until my next update because at this rate nothing's getting done.