The Neglected Devil Hunter Izuku Sparda!

Chapter 41-Lets make a deal.

Suddenly, multiple demons spawned around them, interrupting their fight. Working together, they swiftly dealt with the attacking demons: Vergil slicing through them with his blade, and Dante shooting them with his guns.

"Don't you dare say it!" Vergil warned as Dante couldn't help but smile, aiming his guns at two demons.

"Jackpot!" Dante exclaimed, firing two bullets through the demons' heads as the two sons of Sparda rekindled their rivalry.

1 week later-
Izuku wandered through the darkened streets of an unspecified American city, making his way toward a towering building. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he quickly answered.

"Hey, Nero. What's up?" Izuku inquired as he continued his approach to the building.

"Not much. Just out of curiosity where are you right now?" Nero's question raised Izuku's suspicion, evident in his raised eyebrow.

"Why do you want to know?" Izuku countered, wary of the inquiry.

"You've been missing for a whole month," Nero explained. Izuku couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, that? Right... So, you're conveniently forgetting the last time you called me, not to mention the four other times? Hand the phone over to the goddamn baby," Izuku quipped, prompting Nero to sigh and pass the phone to Reborn.

"Ciao-su Redgrave. Where are you?" Reborn's voice crackled through the phone as Izuku chuckled.

"I'm currently on a job, by the way," Izuku replied casually, then paused time abruptly.

In that frozen moment, he swiftly entered the building and located the elevator. He rode it to the top floor, eventually reaching the building's server rooms. Inserting a USB drive, he resumed time and quickly took a seat at the computer.

Reborn's voice sounded determined, "I'm bringing you to Japan, whether you like it or not."

Izuku leaned back in his chair, considering the offer, "And I'm extending an invitation for you to do just that, but under certain conditions."

Back in Fortuna, Nero, Nico, Kyrie, and the orphans watched with bated breath.

"30 million dollars over the course of two years," reborn proposed as izuku unplugged the USB cable, completing the file transfer.

Nero, Kyrie, and Nico were left utterly stunned by the staggering amount of money on the table, their jaws dropping in disbelief.

"Give me a moment," Izuku said, and with a swift pause of time, he made his exit from the building through an open window. He flew out and landed about a mile or two away from the structure before resuming time, taking deep breaths to regain his composure.

"What is this, some kind of NBA draft? How about 25 million?" Izuku suggested, leaving Reborn somewhat puzzled.

"You're going for a lower figure than I offered? Just so you know, I'm not the one footing the bill, it's the Vongola and Yakuza families of Japan who are covering this," Reborn explained to Izuku, who understood and began making his way to the designated meeting point.

"25 million comes with a reason," Izuku continued. "I also want a building of my own, a two-story one, with an upper floor and a basement. Additionally, I need regular monthly deliveries of medical supplies." He laid out his terms, to which Reborn ultimately agreed, causing a sly smirk to grace Izuku's lips.

"Alright, then. Give me a call when the building is ready, also don't try to track me this is a burner phone." Izuku announced, leaving Reborn somewhat bewildered.

"Wait, could you at least tell me where you ar-" Before Reborn could finish his sentence, Izuku hung up, frustrating the hitman to no end.

Izuku let out a sigh of relief as he stumbled upon a luxurious limousine. He approached it and tapped on the window three times, causing it to slide down, revealing several men in pristine white coats, surrounded by members of the mafia.