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Onari dismissed the illusion surrounding him and Yu Wu as they began to walk the streets of Seoul. Their swords were also put away, and to the rest of the world, they looked like a normal teenage couple. Their supernatural beauty did draw some eyes though…

In the city of Seoul, the darkness of the night was simultaneously pushed away and welcomed. Neon lights shined down on the people walking the streets. Long shadows were cast onto every available surface and seemed to warp the moment one looked away from them.

Onari and Yu Wu found themselves on what looked to be a purely pedestrian street filled with bars and clubs. Even this late at night, the street was still busy and filled with drunk people. Cheers and music flowed out of open bar doors, making the whole street feel more alive.

Yu Wu hummed along to a faint song she recognized. She gasped, getting an idea when it ended, "We should go karaoke!"

Onari winced, "The last time we did karaoke, you got us kicked out after the second song."

"It's not my fault that their booths can't withstand a dancing cultivator," Yu Wu pouted.

"Do you really think the karaoke rooms in Korea are gonna be any better?"

"... No," Yu Wu mumbled, still pouting.

Onari put his arm around Yu Wu as they walked, making her quickly abandon her pout and cuddle into his side. Their aimless wandering of Seoul continued. The brightly lit main streets soon began to blur into more shady side streets and alleys.

They started to regularly stop and observe the goings-on of these dark alleyways. It was kind of like visiting a zoo for the two cultivators. The late night happenings of these alleys made for good people watching.

From the simple stuff, like people smoking and loitering, to the more intense, like prostitutes propositioning and servicing their Johns. Yu Wu and Onari began to build a mental picture of the more hidden side of the city from the slices of night life they saw in these alleys. Even Seoul's supernatural population occasionally made themselves known as Yu Wu and Onari walked the dark streets.

They watched a demi-goddess drag what could only be a drunk god out of a titty bar. The god was a white-haired old man wearing a monocle and he kept making grabbing motions at the strip club's door as he was dragged away. The woman was acting like she had done this exact 'escape' a thousand times before.

That particular scene made Onari and Yu Wu exchange looks and giggles, but it wasn't the only supernatural occurrence of the night. Seoul's supernatural scene seemed to be alive and thriving tonight. Soon after, they ran into another supernatural incident.

The couple stopped at the mouth of one alley. Peering into the shadows, they saw a group of what looked like Yakuza thugs facing off against what they could sense was a devil. The devil wasn't very strong, but the thugs obviously didn't know how outmatched they were so Onari and Yu Wu felt content to just watch the alleyway confrontation unfold.

Devil ages are notoriously hard to guess from appearance alone, but the devil looked to be a young girl in her late teens. Like all devils, she was supernaturally beautiful, but her appeal seemed to lean more towards cute, girl-next-door than the classic dark femme fatale stereotype.

Her body was still ridiculously sexy though. She was even shorter than Yu Wu, yet her body was actually curvier than the young mistress'. When combined with her thicc shortstack stature, the devil's innocent face and aura made her look like the perfect target to corrupt and play with.

"Whatcha starin' at, brat?! You lookin' fer trouble?!" The lead Yakuza thug said. "We just claimed this turf, girlie. Run along home before we decide to have some fun~ with you…"

The young devil girl just giggled, "Hehe, sorry, mister. I've gotta inform you that this area is already under someone's control. The South City Jopoks send their regards."

(AN: Jopok is basically the Korean version of Yakuza.)

The Yakuza thugs started cracking their knuckles and approaching the girl threateningly, "Haaaa?! You workin' fer those goons?!"

"No…" the devil girl said, tapping her lower lip and cocking her head cutely. "They work for me."

The lighting in the alley took on a neon tint as she said that. The Yakuza began to look around, confused, as the girl slowly rose into the air. She let out her bat-like wings. Demonic power crackled in her hands.

"Shit! It's one of those freaks!" one of the thugs yelled.

The devil girl pretended to pout, "That's not very nice. I'll have you know, I'm perfectly normal for a young devil."

"Scatter!" another thug shouted.

The girl sighed as the fully grown men turned and ran, stumbling over themselves to get away from a teenage girl. Jagged bolts of lightning shot out of magic circles that manifested over her hands. Starting with the thug that had gotten the farthest, the group of Yakuza were cut down one by one with holes the lightning seared through their hearts.

A silence fell over the alley as the last thug fell. The young girl slowly hovered back down to the ground. Her wings faded into her back, making her look like a normal girl once more.

"Now I gotta take care of the bodies," she grumbled. "Ah, fuck it. I'll just call the boys and tell them to clean up after me. It's too late for me to be dealing with menial work like this."

As the girl turned and started walking down the alley away from them, Yu Wu turned to Onari. She had a devious smile on her face.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Yu Wu asked.

Onari sighed, "Probably…"

"You should totally fuck her brains out."

"We don't even know her and we just watched her slaughter a group of goons."

Yu Wu rolled her eyes, "I'm not saying you have to date her. It's just a hookup. Ya know, a one-night stand? Completely casual sex? I just think she's cute and I want to watch you play with her a bit. We'll give her a night she'll never forget and then be gone in the morning."

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to veto that idea for now. She's hot, but I don't think I'm a hookup kind of person."

"Fine… Let's at least follow her though. My mystery senses are tingling and it's not like we have anything better to do for a few hours."

"Not hungry anymore?"

Yu Wu waved off the idea of food, "Nah, now I'm curious why a High-class devil is involved with what sounds like a street gang."

"It's really none of our business…"

"Bah! Everything is our business! We're cultivators. It's basically our job to be overly nosy and then reap unexpected rewards because we're favored by the heavens."

"That's not tru-..." Onari started to say before he stopped to actually think about it. "... Wow. Yeah, I guess that is kind of accurate."

Yu Wu giggled, "Of course it is! This young mistress has studied all of the sacred texts after all!"

"You can't call your Wuxia and Xianxia novels 'sacred texts'. The real world doesn't work like that," Onari deadpanned.

"It totally does. You just keep yourself willingly ignorant of real life tropes. Do not worry though! This genre-savvy young mistress is here to help!"