[h1]Akiba Streets[/h1]
Daisuke sighed and massaged his forehead as he watched Oswald let loose, unleashing carnage left and right. That was definitely someone who wasn't right in the head... Not by any moral standards. The man reminded Daisuke more of a crazed beast than an actual human, which, given the situation, was surprisingly fitting. At the moment, though, it seemed he... Or it... Was on their side.

"Well, I guess in a world filled with killing a serial killer's probably your best bet. Or something like that." he said, vaulting over a pile of debris with his pole to dropkick a pixie in the face. it felt mean, beating up something small and so humanoid, but it was better than the death that awaited them if they didn't.

Looking around at the remaining adversaries, Daisuke noticed another demon reforming from a portal in the ground. That wasn't a good sign; the portals had to be destroyed for the demons to stop barreling down at them. Making his way over to the nearest portal (which just so happened to be a few feet away), Daisuke noticed the portal's origin was a cell phone- probably one of the deceased's, if anything. Smashing his pole into it, the portal quickly dissipated. So the demons were bound to the phones, then?

Looking around once more, Daisuke noted that their numbers hadn't really thinned, minus the ones that Oswald and his friend were hacking and slashing at. His hypothesis was probably wrong, then; he could destroy the phones, yes, but the demons had to go by force. Pleasant. Not.

"Hey, smash the cells under the portals!" he shouted to the people near him. "It'll stop the number of enemies from growing any larger!"

[h1]Gentaro's Shop[/h1]
As the door opened wider, an abnormal sight would meet his eyes- about thirty or so demons, white bodied and all with blue hats and incredibly goofy smiles, messing around in his storage room. They seemed to pay Gentaro no mind, instead opting to spend their time messing around in the now fully frozen over room.

"Hee-ho! This place is pretty interesting, isn't it, ho?" one of the demons asked another, who seemed to be examining an assault rifle in its hands.
"Hee-hee! I'd say so! And all of these toys are pretty interesting too!" it responded, shaking the gun around before putting it back in its former position. "Ho, but I really wish that the King was here. He'd definitely know what to do now, ho!"