The Devil Slayer put his jacket, the jacket that's worth five mansions in Magnolia, in the closet of his new house. It was more of a safehouse, actually, hidden in the less populated slums of Hargeon, wherever those were.
He managed to get ahold of some chick who would give him somewhere to stay in exchange for some money per month. Lucky for him, there were still people who housed known criminals in Fiore.
But living with that woman in particular had its disadvantages.
There were a set of rules by which Shunsuke was bound:
1. No drinking.
2. No smoking
3. No torturing.
4. No breaking things.
5. No doing bad things under this roof.
6. No coming in after 2AM.
7. No fornicating.
If you gave me a dollar for each shit Shunsuke didn't give about those regulations, I'd be a rich motherfucker. Anyhow, Shunsuke walked out of the house quickly, as to not arouse the anger of his landlord. As he walked, he tried to remember where in God's name the guild was.
It just had to be somewhere around here.
Oh yeah, the trip took Shunsuke about an hour and a half, most of which he spent walking. Think about all the food he had to eat just to keep himself going. Okay, well, it was a hamburger and some fries, but it wasn't much compared to the distance that he was walking.
Once he reached the guild hall, the Devil Slayer walked in, immediately to the bar, taking some of his favorite vodka.
He managed to get ahold of some chick who would give him somewhere to stay in exchange for some money per month. Lucky for him, there were still people who housed known criminals in Fiore.
But living with that woman in particular had its disadvantages.
There were a set of rules by which Shunsuke was bound:
1. No drinking.
2. No smoking
3. No torturing.
4. No breaking things.
5. No doing bad things under this roof.
6. No coming in after 2AM.
7. No fornicating.
If you gave me a dollar for each shit Shunsuke didn't give about those regulations, I'd be a rich motherfucker. Anyhow, Shunsuke walked out of the house quickly, as to not arouse the anger of his landlord. As he walked, he tried to remember where in God's name the guild was.
It just had to be somewhere around here.
Oh yeah, the trip took Shunsuke about an hour and a half, most of which he spent walking. Think about all the food he had to eat just to keep himself going. Okay, well, it was a hamburger and some fries, but it wasn't much compared to the distance that he was walking.
Once he reached the guild hall, the Devil Slayer walked in, immediately to the bar, taking some of his favorite vodka.
