"Dammit, looks like we have to walk."
Power clenched her fists and returned to the side of the road.
"Look, another car is coming over there!"
Denji pointed down the road and exclaimed.
"Heaven always leaves a way out. We just need to wait, and opportunities will naturally find us," Arata said.
"The great me is traumatized. This time, you guys are hailing the car."
Power crossed her arms and stood by the shoulder.
Denji stood right in the middle of the road and waved.
This time was relatively safe.
A brand-new black Mercedes slowly pulled up and stopped right in front of Denji.
"Hey, get lost! Don't block the way!" The car's horn blared impatiently.
The driver was a man wearing sunglasses. Sitting next to him was a woman with a smoking hot figure.
He pulled off his sunglasses, glared fiercely at Denji, and spoke with a very unfriendly tone.
"Could you give us a ride?" Denji asked politely.
"No time. Wait for the next one."
"There are barely any cars out here. Who knows when the next one will come."
"That's none of my business. Hurry up and get the hell out of the way."
"We are Public Safety Devil Hunters. We got into a car crash halfway through our mission, so we need to commandeer your car for a ride."
Arata dropped the Public Safety Devil Hunter's name, hoping the sunglasses guy wouldn't be foolish enough to refuse.
"Public Safety Devil Hunters?" The sunglasses guy sized the group up again, but then scoffed, "That's still none of my business. You can call Public Safety for backup."
"So you're saying you're not going to give me any face at all?"
"What face do you have that's worth me giving?" The sunglasses guy put his shades back on, looking incredibly arrogant, acting as if he had some serious backing.
"Alright then. I guess I don't need to leave you any face either." Arata smiled politely, walked up to the car, reached straight through the open window, and grabbed the guy by his collar.
"What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"
"Devils don't care who you are. They only care about how you taste."
The moment he said that, the roar of a chainsaw erupted right behind Arata.
Denji, fully transformed into Chainsaw Man, stood right beside him.
"Ah, a devil!!" The woman in the passenger seat was so terrified she passed out on the spot.
The man's face instantly went deathly pale. "No, please, spare my life..."
"Spare your life? Weren't you acting pretty arrogant just a second ago?"
"I was wrong! Please don't eat me. I'll give you the car, okay?"
"You sure you want to give me the car?"
"Yes! The car is yours. Drive it wherever you want, just please don't eat me."
The sunglasses guy burst into tears right then and there. His initial arrogant attitude was completely gone.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened today. Otherwise, you'll be having nightmares for the rest of your life."
"No problem, no problem at all."
"Roll out."
The guy trembled violently, immediately threw the door open, and scrambled out of the car.
"Get in."
Arata reminded them as he slid into the driver's seat.
Power and Denji hopped into the back at the same time.
"Hey, take your girlfriend with you."
"I don't want her! If you guys get hungry on the way, you can use her as a snack."
"Holy shit, you're that nice?!" Denji blurted.
"As long as you don't eat me, you can have the car and the girlfriend together!"
"Giving his girlfriend to me? Doesn't that mean I basically have a girlfriend now?" Denji glanced at the unconscious woman in the passenger seat. Her figure was definitely top-tier.
"The great me doesn't want any girlfriend, but I wouldn't mind draining her blood."
"Use her however you want, she's yours now anyway," the sunglasses guy whimpered weakly from the ground.
"You really are a piece of human trash."
Right after he said that, Arata's fist made intimate contact with the sunglasses guy's face.
One punch sent the guy straight to sleep on the side of the road, face-to-face with the sky.
As for the woman in the passenger seat, Arata didn't toss her out. Instead, he kept her in the car and drove toward their destination.
"Master, you actually kept that guy's girlfriend," Denji immediately asked, noticing Arata hadn't dumped her.
"I don't want her. I just didn't want her to keep following a scumbag like that. Once we finish our mission, we'll send her back to the city. As for that guy, let him fend for himself."
"Not bad. The great me admires you more and more," Power laughed.
The car sped down the road.
Soon, they spotted the wooden shack in the distance.
"That's it. The Bat Devil's hideout."
Power shook Arata's shoulder and pointed at the shack ahead.
"Let's get out here. Driving too close wouldn't be very friendly to the woman in the car."
The three of them stepped out and stared at the shack from a distance.
"Master, do we just charge in and kill it?"
"That wouldn't be very friendly to the kitty. If we piss off the Bat Devil, it might just eat the cat." Arata paused. "It wants humans. Power, you use Denji as bait to distract it. Then I'll sneak up from behind and snatch the cat."
"That's a good plan."
While she was speaking, Power had already moved right behind Denji. At some point, a blood hammer had materialized in her hands.
Bang!!
One swing of the hammer knocked Denji completely unconscious on the ground.
"Why did you hit him? He just needed to close his eyes and play dead."
"I was afraid he'd mess around and ruin you saving the cat. Knocking him out makes it way less likely for the Bat Devil to get suspicious."
"Well, you already did it. Guess we have to go with it."
With the plan set, Power dragged Denji into the wooden shack.
Arata circled around and approached the shack from the back.
Pushing the door open, a massive, pitch-black Bat Devil came into view. Its enormous body crammed into the tiny wooden shack looked somewhat pathetic.
"Blood Devil, why are you so late?"
"Traffic jam on the way, so I'm late. But I brought the human."
Power grabbed Denji by his collar and tossed him onto the ground.
"Excellent. Then I will enjoy my meal now."
The Bat Devil grabbed Denji and squeezed hard.
Denji was instantly squeezed awake and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood splattered right into the Bat Devil's mouth. "What foul-smelling blood! Only the blood of children is the most delicious food."
Saying that, it chucked Denji back onto the floor.
Its missing arm immediately regenerated back to normal.
"I gave you the human. Where's my cat?"
"You make me drink foul blood and you still want the cat? As punishment, the cat will also become my sacrifice."
The Bat Devil reached up to its neck.
Only to find that the small cage hanging from its necklace, the one holding the cat, was completely gone.
"Where's the cat??" The Bat Devil looked down, but the cat was nowhere to be seen.
"The kitty has already been moved to a safe location."
Just then, the door to the shack swung open, and Arata walked in.
"Who are you!!!"
"You can call me the Kitty Guardian."
"Power, you actually betrayed me!"
"Betrayed you? If it weren't for Arata, the great me would have almost been tricked by you."
"Whatever. Since my arm has already regenerated, both of you are going to die."
The Bat Devil swung its massive arm, smashing its giant palm toward the two of them.
They leapt backward, rapidly putting distance between them and running out of the shack.
Crash!!
The next second, the Bat Devil stood up, instantly bursting straight through the roof of the wooden shack. It roared, "After I kill you, I'm going to the city to eat 100 children!"
"You're the first devil I've met today who loves to daydream."
"Die!!!"
The Bat Devil's mouth elongated. It took a massive breath, its abdomen rapidly contracting.
A tremendously powerful sonic wave blasted toward the two of them.
The sheer force of the impact blew them hundreds of meters away.
"Pathetic. Now, I'm going to go eat children," the Bat Devil laughed loudly.
But what it completely failed to realize was that a massive swarm of rats had already gathered right behind it.