Yessssssssss.
Irimi Kaya trudges into their small apartment, ignoring the gaggles of children singing Christmas songs behind them. She doesn’t feel hopeful today. The manager is dead, her old squad is dead, and she’s lonely.
“Hi there, Black Dog.”
Irimi stops short. Koma Enji is there, along with a twinkling Christmas tree decorated with angels and lights, topped with an owl.
“I don’t think that’s a typical tree topping,” Irimi says wryly.
“Seems fitting, though.” Koma rubs his hands together. “Now that we don’t have a shop to set this in.”
“Touka will have a place soon enough. I have faith in her.” Irimi smiles and steps closer to the tree. She breaths i the smell of fresh pine and life.
“Feel a little better?” Koma steps closer to her.
“Yes.” Irimi cranes her neck to kiss him. “You really are the sweetest Devil Ape around.”
He’s the only Devil Ape around anymore, but that’s okay. Irimi treasures his kisses and loses herself to these brief moments of comfort.
Until, that is, she sees he’s hung mistletoe above them. “You fiend!”
“I was merely getting in the spirit. What say you we invite Yomo and Uta over and manipulate them into standing here, eh?” Koma grins.
Irimi jumps on him. “After we’re done lovemaking.”
Mercy and Magic 