Sharp spikes of pure white shot at the edges of Kousuke's vision, crackling like bolts of lightning coming in from all around, breaking the darkness into a million little shards, perfectly in sync with the clinking glass, all the while drawing ever closer. Kousuke ignored it, pushing it to the back of his mind and instead staring through the shattering visage and focusing on the creature,
the demon, in front of him. Its wicked smile, unlike any prey animal, twisted and sharp. Its unstable form, like a poltergeist from one of those old Western world, horror films, flickering and distorting,
unnatural. Its mannerisms, calm and collected, but with something darker hidden underneath, like a corrupt salesman just waiting to seal the deal that would cost a life and more.
Seal the deal...
Kousuke's gaze flicked to the outstretched paw. The air was thick and heavy, worse than the hottest summer, worse than a crowded kitchen at peak meal time. It was tangible, holding a physical weight to it.
Stifling. Kousuke felt like they couldn't even breathe.
Were they even breathing? Or had they ceased the moment the rabbit smiled? Kousuke wasn't even sure, but none of that was important. Their gaze flicked back to the rabbit's burning red eyes, and something in them shifted. Giving a harsh laugh, Kousuke grinned right back at the creature, then shot his hand forward and snatched it up by the ears. With the creature in grasp, he finally rose to his feet and held it up at eye level,
"You talk a lot of shit," he said, a tone of amusement lacing through his voice,
"If you're the worst my inner demons have to offer, fine," he laughed,
"Why the hell not? I'll take your sketchy deal. But know this: If you screw me, I will find a way to make you into stew. Understood?"