Devil Ichimatsu has a crush on the local priest and devil Osomatsu sees a chance to have some fun.
The brothers go looking for a flashlight but discover something quite different instead. It all goes dowhnill from there.
He blinked quizzically at the plastic object clutched between his fingers. “It’s not a flashlight?”
“Of course it’s not a flashlight, Jyuushimatsu-niisan!” Todomatsu burst out hysterically, voice cracking, cheeks the color of his hoodie.
“Hmm,” Jyuushimatsu’s pupils widened and elongated in the strange, unique way which meant the gears in his brain were shifting into overdrive. A few seconds later, an enlightened, angelic grin lit up his face. “Oh, I get it. It’s a nose cleaner!” He flicked the switch, giggling as it started pulsating in his hand, and lifted it toward his face. “Ooo, it tickles.”
For maybe half a second, the rest of the sextuplets watched it happen in slow motion like a bad B-rated horror movie, but Todomatsu’s screech, “Someone stop him or we’ll all be scarred for life!” spurred them into action. Well, at least two of them anyway.