01 Job Hunting

[belfire]

Who: Fabulous Demon Overlord Kazuya and YOU
Where: Virgo ward
Summary: Kazuya looking for a job - well, trying to, anyway.
Warnings: Demon Overlords do not do jobs.

Kazuya had come to an unfortunate truth.

He needed a job.

He couldn't go back to his own world with his Bel powers on the fritz, so until he discovered a way to get them working again, or a portal home of some sort, he would have to get comfortable for the amount of time he would stay here. Which meant he would need to get an income, i.e a job.

It was a bit weird to think about, really, since he had thought that doing something as mundane as working was beyond him now. His days were to be filled with the war against God, not doing human work things. Could he even consider himself human anymore? Probably not. He found it hard to think in human terms at times and even his ability to empathise was starting to erode away.

But that was depressing to think about. Let's go back to the lesser evil: working.

Kazuya thought that it would be best to go through the Virgo ward, since it was the shopping ward, but nothing really enticed him. He couldn't see himself working retail - he doubted he could keep his temper if he had to deal with difficult customers - but there wasn't much else. Maybe he could do warehouse work...

Urrrrgh...

So here, have a frustrated looking Demon Overlord mooching about the shops. Got job offers? Brilliant! If you want to simply bug him? Even better!

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[belfire]

Kazuya looked a bit bemused when they entered the lingerie store, his gaze trailing over the assorted bras and knickers with only a slight curl to his lips. After being set upon by multitudes of Succubae, Kazuya liked to think that his threshold for 'sexy' things was quite high.

So instead of being flustered, he was pretty damn amused.

"So, uh, friendship is what you're calling it now, huh?" Kazuya drawled, turning to his friend with a wolfish grin. "Didn't know you went to these types of stores, man."

[otakuro]

Atsuro, by contrast, was the Naivete King. He stops dead in his tracks.

"...Corruption! Quick, avert your eyes!"

He flings his free hand to cover Kazuya's sight, probably smacking him in the face as he turns on his heels.

[belfire]

Atsuro did smack Kazuya in the face, although it only drew a surprised yelp from the King of Bel before he grabbed onto his friend's arm to keep him in place.

"Ow, hey, no need to play innocent with me," Kazuya said, mostly to tease his friend. He didn't really care about lingerie nor who wore them. Hm, was a decrease in teenage libido normal for a human turned demon? Whatever, worry at a later date. "We can look around if you want."

[otakuro]

Atsuro ducks his head, face flushed. "H-Hey, I don't know what Yoohoo's been telling you, but I'm not a pervert. ...I mean, if I'm not shopping for a girlfriend or something, it's not normal to be poking around in here."

By girlfriend, he means Yuzu-in-his-dreams, naturally.

[belfire]

Atsuro with a girlfriend was kind of a weird thought to entertain, and it showed on Kazuya's face. Well, he could always see Yuzu and Atsuro hooking up together, with how they argued like a married couple...yeah, it was a cute pairing.

"Well, considering you unconsciously chose this shop," Kazuya said, looking about them pointedly, "I think Freud's trying to tell you something."

[otakuro]

"Freud is all about male genitalia!" Atsuro hurriedly points out. "This place is like... completely the opposite of that. I don't see anything that looks like a snake."

He pauses briefly. "What were you doing standing outside nearby, anyway?!"

[belfire]

"Thinking pervy things about the manikins in the shop window, of course," Kazuya said easily enough. He scoffed a split second later, however. "Nah, I was just thinking. I didn't even realise this was a lingerie outlet until we walked in."

[otakuro]

Atsuro resolutely stands with as much as the lingerie as possible out of his direct field of vision. This does not help decrease the luminescence of his cheeks any.

"What about?"

[belfire]

Kazuya staring at Atsuro at this point. He could practically smell the amount of blood rising to the surface of his friend's skin with how hard he was blushing, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply. Atsuro really was bashful, wasn't he?

Taking pity upon his friend - and because Kazuya was beginning to feel weird at this point - he grabbed Atsuro by the shoulders and started steering him out of the store.

"You know, about job stuff."

[otakuro]

Atsuro raises an eyebrow at his friend's bizarre sniffing, which he assumes to be taking in the perfumed scent of the ladies' undergarments (pervert). He allows himself to be led out of the store without complaint.

"Job stuff? ...What, you want to work here?"

[belfire]

"Not here specifically, you dolt," Kazuya snorted. "I was just wandering about thinking. I didn't realise I was standing outside of it."

He hooked his arm around his friend's neck suddenly, lifting his other hand to grind his knuckles into Atsuro's scalp through his hat, letting out a quiet snigger. "Bet you would like it if I did though! Hey..."

Kazuya released his friend, bounding ahead with his cape snapping out at the wind. "Think I would get discounts if I did?"

[otakuro]

This iteration of Kazuya was a lot more physical than he recalled. He wonders if it has to do with the demon king thing or if they had just watched a lot of American movies about bromances or however that colloquialism was.

...The tech geek winces and readjusts his hat.

"Sheesh, like they'd even let you apply. What would you need any of this stuff for, huh?" Don't answer that, Kazuya. "You should get a job in the Aquarius district. We can grab lunch on our breaks."

[belfire]

Kazuya turned to Atsuro with a smirk that was eerily like Naoya's - until his friend hurriedly moved on from the amusing question. Dammit, oh well. He can take a hint.

"Aquarius district?" he frowned in thought. "What's that one again? Still sort of new to all of these ward places."

[otakuro]

((Sorry to keep you waiting! I've been out of town on hiatus for the last week. Feel free to drop if you'd rather not go on.))

"It's the one with the schools." ...He tries to sound as chipper as possible. Demon!Kazuya probably wasn't a big fan of higher education. "I've got a job fixing computers and doing tech support at the university. It's kinda like getting a taste of what life'll be like for the next four years. ...If I lived in a city post-armageddon."

[belfire]

"You work as a tech support guy?" Kazuya asked, looking over at his friend. He suddenly smiled, and it wasn't edged with his usual dark smirks or leers. He was genuinely happy for his friend. "Hey, that's great. I don't think I can do a job like that, though."

Unlike his cousin or his friend, the extent of his computing knowledge was how to turn the thing on and surf the internet. That was it.

[otakuro]

"Thanks!" Atsuro beams slightly. "It's nice to get paid for what everyone always asks me to do for them already, anyway. There's more resources around for my, uh, hobbies, too." Picking up tips for hacking, getting the low-down on the good games being produced... Universities were probably good for that kind of thing. "You don't have to do the exact same thing. I bet there's an opening somewhere for a, uh. Demon Lord hall monitor."

[belfire]

Aaaand that nice kind smile is gone, replaced by a far too wide grin. "Demon Lord hall monitor, huh? Kind of a step down from King, don't you think?"

[otakuro]

"Aw, c'mon. Don't tell me you've never wanted to have the chance to boss around upperclassmen." Atsuro abruptly thrusts out a finger. "You! No running in the halls! Seniors! Your week to scrub out the blackboards! Talking in class? I'll report you to the Student Council!"

He nods to himself sagely. "I have a lot of daydreams about being the Class Rep."

[belfire]

Kazuya paused, suddenly looking a bit thoughtful. "Hmm- ah, wait, no!" he frowned at his friend, letting out a low huffing noise. "You almost tricked me into considering it. I'm not gonna be a Hall Monitor... I want something more, uh, active, than just picking on kids."

[otakuro]

Atsuro folds his arms over his chest and ponders the dilemma carefully for a few moments with a serious expression on his face.

"...You can eat their souls if they get out of line!"

That was a joke. ...Probably.

[belfire]

Kazuya gave a low snort, but he didn't seem as amused - and in fact, he appeared mildly troubled. The expression only lasted for a brief second though before he grinned abruptly, waving his hand.

"Nah. Besides, I'd have to wear a dorky outfit most likely. I'll look for something else."

[otakuro]

"Talk about picky." Atsuro shakes his head slightly in disappointment. "After I went through all the trouble setting up an interview for you, too." He'd done nothing of the sort, of course. Whether or not Atsuro had noticed the expression of uncertainty on Kazuya's face, he wasn't pressing the point.

"What kind of thing are you thinking of, then?"

[belfire]

Kazuya lifted his shoulders up in a careless shrug. "Oh, you know, total career jobs like warehouse operator or whatever," he hummed, lifting his hand up to adjust the collar of his cape. "Dog walker. Dustbin man. Those kinds of things."

[otakuro]

"T-That's..."

Atsuro blinks for a few moments.

"Really lame. C'mon, seriously, what do you want to do? You're making me imagine Belphegor driving the trash truck here."

[belfire]

"Heh..."

Kazuya sniggered at the mental image and turned around, lifting his hands high up in the air to stretch in the same manner as a lazy cat. "Mmmmm...I dunno. I want something active where I get to move around a lot. Stalking the halls for naughty students doesn't sound...that fun."