Danny waited well into the night. The two cops never came home.
He slipped inside anyway, checked the room, checked the courtyard. Nothing worth taking. Figured guys like that either carried their cash on them or stashed it somewhere smarter than their own house. Damn it. Rotten luck. The cold night wind cut through, and Danny tightened his collar, muttering a curse. Guess those two were out carousing somewhere and wouldn't be back tonight. If he couldn't settle this with them now, tomorrow would only get messier. Not like he could go door to door checking every brothel and tavern in the South Side for two beat cops. Better to head back. He abandoned his post and started walking. The streets along the way were unnervingly quiet. Danny frowned and stopped, listening. The South Side wasn't Blackwood Alley it had actual night watchmen making rounds, ringing bells to mark the hour. With his current senses, he should've been able to pick up the sound from anywhere in the district. He'd heard nothing. Not a single bell since he'd left. Something's wrong. His ear twitched, and he spun toward a side alley. Soft footsteps grew clearer, and a tall shape stepped out of the shadows. The clouds broke overhead, moonlight spilling down. The figure spotted him and froze mid-step, letting out a sharp gasp. "Oh" A soft, silky voice. Female. Danny stayed calm, already taking in her features. Eighteen, maybe nineteen. Tall, slender not curvy like Gloria, but with a delicate prettiness Gloria didn't have. "What... are you doing out here in the middle of the night?" she asked, voice low, feet already inching backward. Fair question. What was she doing out here alone at this hour? Danny said nothing, shook his head, and kept walking toward Blackwood Alley. Watching him go, she hesitated glanced behind her then bit her lip and jogged to catch up. "Hey wait!" She fell into step beside him. "You're heading to Blackwood Alley? Mind if I tag along? I'm a little nervous walking alone." Danny glanced sideways. "If you're scared, why'd you leave the house this late in the first place?" She paused, then said quietly, "You haven't heard?" "Heard what?" Seeing his indifference, something sharp flickered behind her eyes before she answered. "There's a monster loose in the city. Every cop and officer in town is out west hunting it right now." "I was visiting family on the West Side today and got caught in the middle of it. Figured it was safer to just walk home in the dark than stay put." "Half of West Side cleared out tonight, same as me." Danny stopped in his tracks. "A monster?" The old memories were full of ghost stories and superstition, but this was the first time he'd heard anything about a real monster. "Mm-hmm." She nodded, dead serious. "They're saying it's a fox spirit, strong as an External Force fighter. Been gutting people, eating what's inside. Terrifying stuff." Danny studied her the words said terrifying, but her body wasn't shaking, her breathing was steady as still water. He let out a quiet sigh. "Your family's in Blackwood Alley?" "Yeah. I don't get out much, my family doesn't really let me..." She glanced around vaguely. "Oh I'm Vivian. Vivian Hart. And you?" "Danny Reyes." They walked on together, chatting idly. Gradually the houses thinned out, edging toward the quiet border between the South Side and Blackwood Alley. Aren't you going to make your move already? Danny glanced at her sideways. In his equipment slots, the Iron Bone Method and the bone knife pulsed faintly his body primed and ready. A woman wandering alone near Blackwood Alley at this hour was suspicious enough on its own. What was more suspicious was how completely at ease she seemed around a total stranger. Sure, with a Charm stat of 69, most women probably fell for this body on sight. But the details didn't add up. Danny wasn't exactly a jeweler, but he could tell the clothes and jewelry she wore weren't the kind an ordinary family could afford. My family's in Blackwood Alley. I don't get out much. Please. In Blackwood Alley, even the strays had to fight for scraps, and women worked just as hard as the men. Nobody who didn't work survived long. And more importantly this Vivian Hart had no footprint whatsoever in the old memories. The previous Danny had been enough of a womanizer to know every half-decent-looking girl in the whole alley by name. There was no way he wouldn't have recognized her. Danny's suspicion sharpened. That "monster loose in the city" story was probably true after all. That would explain why Rick and Lyle never made it home tonight. But if the monster was supposedly out west... Heh. Guessing it was standing right next to him. Something almost like excitement stirred in him. Since equipping the Iron Bone Method, he hadn't found a single opponent worth the effort. A monster, huh? Wonder how many punches it could take. Just as the thought crossed his mind, a flash of crimson light lit up beside him. Vivian looked down at the beaded bracelet glowing on her left wrist, then slowly raised her eyes to Danny. The soft, innocent expression was gone. What replaced it was cold, and lethal. "Just as I thought. You're" Before she could finish, her face went sheet-white with alarm, and she threw both hands up in front of her. Bam. A muffled impact Danny stood there, fist still extended from the punch he'd just thrown, faintly surprised. For all her slight frame, Vivian had taken the hit and held her ground. That kind of physical resilience... Confirmed. She lifted her head and looked at Danny, certainty settling over her features. The handsome man in front of her was exactly the fox spirit her Demon Slayer division had been sent to hunt down tonight. With a flick of her wrist, a slim, flexible blade slid free from her hip. "Monster" Before she could finish the line "Die, you monster!" Danny's fist was already crashing back into her, heavy and unrelenting. What threw her off wasn't the punch. It was the words Danny shouted back at the exact same moment. "Die, you monster!"Latest Chapter
Chapter 11: A Dark Night, and a Monster
Danny waited well into the night. The two cops never came home.He slipped inside anyway, checked the room, checked the courtyard. Nothing worth taking.Figured guys like that either carried their cash on them or stashed it somewhere smarter than their own house.Damn it. Rotten luck.The cold night wind cut through, and Danny tightened his collar, muttering a curse.Guess those two were out carousing somewhere and wouldn't be back tonight. If he couldn't settle this with them now, tomorrow would only get messier.Not like he could go door to door checking every brothel and tavern in the South Side for two beat cops.Better to head back.He abandoned his post and started walking.The streets along the way were unnervingly quiet.Danny frowned and stopped, listening.The South Side wasn't Blackwood Alley it had actual night watchmen making rounds, ringing bells to mark the hour. With his current senses, he should've been able to pick up the sound from anywhere in the district.He'd hea
Chapter 10: Cops? Cash Cows.
It actually works.Danny's mouth curled slightly as he looked up. "How much for these?""Cuttings can't compare to a whole root, obviously," the clerk said, sizing him up. "But this was still cut from a century root. Sixty dollars each, sound fair?"Danny shook his head. "Fifty. I want two."The clerk agreed without pushback. "Deal. I'll wrap them right up."With both roots in hand, Danny let out a slow breath of relief.It wasn't just the extra day of life he'd bought himself. It was proof, real proof that surviving the curse might actually be possible.Whatever the equipment system did to these herbs when they passed through a slot, it clearly amplified their power far beyond what a normal person would get from just eating them. Two scraps of root like these should barely have registered on an ordinary body. There was no way they'd have restored this much vitality otherwise.All he needed now was better herbs. A full century root. A thousand-year root, if he could ever afford one. W
Chapter 9: Century-Old Wild Ginseng
"We're rich! We're rich! Danny, we're gonna be living large!"The second they stepped outside, Gimpy couldn't hold it in anymore, whooping and hopping around like a kid.Over a hundred dollars, when had either of them ever seen that kind of money?"Danny, now that we've got cash, what's the plan? How about we hit up a brothel, get some drinks in?"Squint watched Gimpy rubbing his hands together and couldn't help but snap, "Are you out of your mind? A drink and a girl at those places runs tens of dollars a pop, and finding an actual wife costs hundreds. What are you thinking?""Fine, genius, what's your plan then?" Gimpy grumbled."If you ask me..." Squint swallowed hard, wiping his mouth. "I say we hit a restaurant. Get some roast duck. Back when I was begging outside one, some old man tossed me a piece of duck tail once, best thing I ever tasted""All you ever think about is food. Money in, straight into the toilet the next morning. What a waste."Gimpy huffed and turned to Danny. "D
Chapter 8: Give Me Ninety-Five Out of a Hundred
"Hold up!"Lenny waved the martial artist off.He studied Danny quietly for a second, then burst out laughing."Well, aren't you a bold one, ha ha ha!""C'mon, Danny, sit down, have a seat!"Lenny gestured to a chair and poured him a cup of tea."Here's the thing, Danny." He leaned in. "When Vince was around, I gave him twenty a month to handle a few things I couldn't move through official channels.""But now that you're running Blackwood Alley, twenty's obviously not gonna cut it.""My gambling den pulls in decent money, sure, but overhead's high, I've got a whole chain of people to keep sweet.""Since you're saying twenty's not enough, I'll tighten my own belt and throw in another twenty. Call it forty even. Deal?"Danny pushed the teacup aside, tapped the table once, and smiled. "You're a careful man, Lenny. But I've got a habit you should know about.""I don't like dead weight."Lenny's smile froze and slid off his face."You want a cut of the actual profits."Danny nodded.Lenny
Chapter 7: Ways to Make Money
Danny, self-proclaimed master fighter, bent down and started rifling through the corpses.Sure, some part of him wanted to walk away clean, no trace, disappear into the night after a kill. But survival didn't leave much room for style points.Spirit herbs cost money. Unlocking equipment slots cost money. Looting the two dead Kessler men was the fastest option on the table.Luckily, these two had been carrying a lot more than Vince ever had. By the time he finished, Danny's take topped a hundred silver coins. Add what he'd already pulled off Vince, and the total came to one hundred and twenty-three.He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and dumped the full hundred straight into the equipment system.【Second slot unlocked. Spend 1,000 silver to unlock the third slot?】Danny shook his head immediately, like he could somehow conjure another thousand coins out of thin air.By all logic, his top priority right now should've been sinking every coin into rare spirit herbs to buy h
Chapter 6: Danny Reyes, Master of Martial Arts
Squint shook with fear, unsure if these two were friend or foe, and couldn't force out an answer.Gimpy's eyesight was a little better, and the second he spotted the blades tucked at the stranger's waist, he froze solid.Razor Society.Ask anyone in Ashford County who the county sheriff was, and half of them would draw a blank. But ask them who ran the Razor Society, and every single person could give you a name.Cutter had clawed his way up from nothing, running these streets since he was a kid. Pure ruthlessness had built the empire he now controlled. Every brothel, every restaurant, every fruit cart peddling vegetables in Ashford, none of it moved without the Razor Society getting a cut.Vince might've been somebody in Blackwood Alley. Compared to the Razor Society, he was a joke.What were these two doing looking for Vince?Gimpy's eyes darted back and forth, scrambling for a plan. Tell the truth? Lie and try to send them off somewhere else?Luckily, before he had to decide, a sho
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