Apprentice Succubus Hunting Notes

early morning.

In the forest on the outskirts of the city, by an unknown lake.

There was silence all around, and occasionally two leaves fell, falling silently into the wide lake.The clear water of the lake flickered slightly in the morning light, and from time to time a silver fish jumped out of the water.

However, this peaceful and beautiful morning was broken by an angry growl:

"Yi-wen-si!"

Furious, Mi Gai walked quickly to the side of the man who was half-lying leisurely on the fishing chair, and swung off the man's fisherman's hat covering his face.

Ivans opened his eyes and looked at the angel with a flushed face in the golden morning light, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

He changed his sitting position, stepped on the ground with his two long legs, and his Martin boots rattled the fallen leaves.

He didn't stand up, just stretched his waist, and asked leisurely: "Hey, Your Excellency Angel, why are you willing to come to me again today? Didn't you say before-let me go as far as I want, and never Appeared in front of you?"

"Evans, you liar!" Miguel gnashed his teeth and jumped out a few words.

"Oh?" Ivans' complexion changed slightly, and then he smiled again: "Your Excellency Angel, then you have wronged me—I have indeed deceived many people. But, in front of you, I have never told a lie Woolen cloth."

"Huh? Haha." Migai smiled angrily, "First, the information you gave me before said that Josh was 'undifferentiated', so the type is unknown. But, according to your latest statement, before entering the human world , the demon must divide!"

"Yeah." Ivans turned sideways, checked the fishing rod and line on the side, and showed a regretful expression: "It's a pity, why haven't the fish taken the bait yet."

Being ignored like this, Mi Gai became even more angry: "Second! What kind of graduation project is that, and what the hell is it! Why have other students from the Demon Academy never heard of this requirement!"

Only then did Ivans meet Migai's gaze seriously, without a smile on his face, and said: "Your Excellency Angel, let me repeat, from the first day I knew you, the information I gave you has no Any falsehood. As for the secret of Josh’s identity—I gave you the opportunity to obtain information before—didn’t you—reject me at the last moment?”

Having said that, Ivans stood up slowly and took a step forward, forcing Migai to back subconsciously, so that his back hit an ancient tree.

Ivans stretched out his hand, propped it on the ancient tree, and stared at Miguel, with a bit of grievance in his tone: "Speaking of which, I really didn't expect that you, Your Excellency Angel, would be such a good at 'taking advantage' !"

Mi Gai's hands were subconsciously digging on the bark, his body stiffened, and he asked back with some guilt: "Wh...what's taking advantage! I, I didn't promise you anything at all!"

Ivans rolled his eyes, and sighed almost in a reproachful tone: "You, I have tasted all the sweetness, and I was so comfortable that I was about to cry, and finally told me - no. Tsk tsk, it's useless to try my best After so long, I didn't get anything, didn't you take advantage of it?"

Miguel's face was blushing to the point of bleeding, and he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute—after all, it seemed that what this person said was not false?

He could only push Ivans away, and said bitterly: "Ivans! You can make other requests, as long as I can do it, I will consider it!"

Ivans glanced at him and sat back on the fishing chair with an indifferent expression on his face: "My request is only that one. It will not change. As for whether you want to accept it or not, it's up to you."

Miguel's delicate face was almost distorted.In the end, he gritted his teeth, turned around without saying a word, and was about to leave.

"All demons,"

As soon as he took a few steps, Evans' voice sounded behind him, unhurriedly: "All demons feed on 'demon energy' in the demon world. But after arriving in the human world, there are no demons." If there is no source of qi, it is bound to need to absorb new energy with one's own innate skills as a supplement."

Miguel stopped and stood motionless in the morning light, listening intently.

"And the awakening of this innate skill is the so-called 'differentiation'. Some demons are destined to feed on human blood. His skills must be related to 'blood-sucking', and he has become what you call 'blood-sucking'. Demon'. Also, he may draw energy from human sleep, so his skill may be to lull people to sleep, which is 'Sandman'." Evans said slowly.

Miguel turned around, stared at Evans, and said hesitantly, "Is this...really? Why haven't we heard of it before...?"

Ivans put one long leg on top of the other, leaned back with his arms on his pillow, closed his eyes and said, "Your Excellency Angel, please think about it, for a demon, his innate skills are actually just His biggest weakness—for example, if you don't let the Sandman touch a sleeping human, he will quickly wither and even turn to dust. So why should we expose this?"

Miguel snorted: "According to what you said, Josh has been in the human world for so long. If he has not differentiated, what does he rely on to absorb energy?"

Ivans grabbed the fisherman's hat that was still on the ground by Miguel, covered his face again, and said, "Your Excellency, I have already said that the information I gave you is true. As for why Josh was able to survive in the human world Waiting for so long... Hehe, I can only say that even though he didn't activate his skills, he still absorbed energy."

"You mean, Josh has no differentiation, but can also absorb energy?!" Mi Gai's brows were tightly knit together, "Then what exactly is Josh's talent?"

Ivans lifted the corner of his hat, glanced at Migai, and said, "Your Excellency, as an honest counterparty, I have already provided you with a 'trial product'. As for the 'genuine product', you haven't fulfilled the transaction yet, so just Is it too greedy to ask me to provide all the goods?"

Migai's cheeks were hot again and his ears were hot. He didn't want to hear another word from the devil, so he ran away.

Ivans removed the fisherman's hat, sat up again, looked at the fishing line that was suddenly taut, and showed a determined smile.

Half an hour later, Han Tian's apartment.

"So, Sir Seraph, please pay attention to how that little devil absorbs energy! The sooner we determine his type, the more targeted we can prevent him and the conspiracy behind him!" Miguel said worriedly.

Han Tian replied without changing his face: "If there is a suitable opportunity, I will pay attention to it. However, so far, he has never shown a strong demand for any energy in front of me."

Han Tian, ​​who turned off the communicator, paced out of the study and walked into the kitchen thoughtfully.

After a while, he heard the door of the master bedroom rang, and it seemed that Josh had also gotten up.

On Han Tian's left hand side is a well-packaged bowl of porridge just delivered by the top restaurant in the city.

He looked at the bowl of porridge, charged a little with his right hand, and then released it—in an empty bowl, a bowl of porridge appeared out of thin air.

This is the "food" he imitated with the power of angels.All the food he has seen can be imitated, and there is no limit to the quantity - this kind of skill is probably to help the poor who can't eat enough.

However, in the wealthy Haicheng, this skill is no longer so practical.

Therefore, Han Tian simply changed the way to consume this skill - the reason why Angel's Feather has never had a chef is because all the desserts are directly imitated by Han Tian with the power of angels.

When Josh passed out because of 'low blood sugar' for the first time, he also used this skill to conjure a piece of chocolate for Josh.

After that, every meal he cooked for Josh more or less, even unconsciously, used the power of angels.Because, he found that Josh would like the food made in this way, and he would be very satisfied to eat it.

He only thought it was a very interesting phenomenon before, after all, he didn't think that little angel power would really have any effect.But now, he needs to do a test.

He put on the oven mitts, put the top bowl of porridge on the tray, and put the porridge he just 'made' beside it.

Josh was wearing home clothes, obediently sitting at the dining table, looking at the kitchen eagerly, waiting for Han Tian to feed him.

This is the third day he has moved here.

To tell the truth, he lived very comfortably.Apart from the "accident" on the first night, he slept extremely well.

Moreover, for the first time, he realized that it was such a pleasant thing for someone to have breakfast with him every day.

Except that Han Tian's sudden proposition sent him a little confused that day, and there was no progress in the entrapment value, everything went well.

Now he was thinking with great anticipation, what delicious food did Han Tian prepare?

Sure enough, Han Tian brought out rice rolls, small steamed buns, and shrimp dumplings in sequence, each of which Josh had only seen but never eaten, and each of which made him eager to try.

Finally, Han Tian brought up two bowls of porridge on a tray.

"The weather is getting cold, let's have some porridge to warm up first." Han Tian pushed the tray forward.

"Hmm." Josh took out the bowl of porridge closest to him from the tray, filled a spoonful, blew with his mouth, and put it into his mouth.

"Huh..." Josh frowned tightly, and his mouth curled down.

Why is this porridge so bad?

Bitter and astringent, sticky, almost unbearable.

Han Tian showed some apology on his face: "It's not good?"

Josh struggled to swallow the mouthful of porridge. Although he didn't say "it's not good", he refused to drink any more.

Han Tian looked at Josh's wrinkled face, changed another bowl for him, and said, "This is made in another way, can you try this again?"

Josh looked at the almost identical bowl of porridge, dipped a little bit of it with a spoon, then put it in his mouth and licked it—hey, this is delicious!

"Yeah, this bowl is good." Josh praised, "This porridge is the same as the one you made for me before. It's delicious."

Han Tian's eyes flashed, he didn't say anything, just took the expensive bowl of porridge that Josh despised, and filled a spoonful for himself.

"Eh... wait..." Seeing Han Tian about to drink the bowl of porridge, Josh panicked, "That, that, I just drank that bowl of porridge, you, you..."

While putting the porridge into his mouth, Han Tian raised his head very naturally: "So?"

Josh's ears turned red, and he whispered, "No, it's nothing."

Well, Han Tian is really a good baby who doesn't waste food!

"By the way, Hantian." After eating to his heart's content, Josh said, "I discussed it with Sangsang yesterday. Before she gets better, I want to open the cafe by myself—even if there are no customers."

"Oh?" Han Tian was a little surprised, "You yourself?"

Josh nodded: "Well, I still want to learn how to make delicious black tea. And..."

His ears became redder, and he said in a low voice, "I also want to learn how to make the coffee you like."

Han Tian didn't seem to hear, just stood up and began to clean up the cups, plates and dishes, and then put them into the dishwasher.

However, Josh always felt that the tips of Han Tian's ears were also a little red.

When the dishwasher started to work, Han Tian came back and said nonchalantly, "Tomorrow is Saturday. If you are alone, will the dessert auction continue?"

Josh thought for a while, and said, "I still want to continue to visit Tongtong and the others. However, without Sangsang, the auction will not be held?"

Han Tian nodded: "Well, that's fine too. In fact, besides desserts, you can also bring them other things."

He paused, looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, and said, "The weather is turning cold, we can send some clothes to the children."

Josh's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay! Then I will go to the cafe during the day, you go to the hospital, and then, when you are free, we will go buy clothes for the children together?"

Looking at the excited Josh, Han Tian himself smiled, very gently: "Okay."

While Josh was trying to brew a not-too-drinkable black tea time and time again according to Han Tian's "tutorial", he probably didn't expect that he was being cursed by a human being in the most vicious language.

A hospital with simple facilities in the city.

Zheng Tong, whose bones were all broken, was lying on his back on a bed in a multi-person ward, unable to move.

He could only move his cloudy eyeballs, staring at the dim sky outside.

so scary...so scary...

So hateful... so hateful...

A nurse girl came over and adjusted the speed of his drip. Looking at Zheng Tong's distorted face, she could not bear it.

At this time, another older sister nurse took her away directly.

"Let me tell you, the one in bed No. 9, don't look at him as pitiful now, that person deserves it." The nurse sister whispered, "He earned a little money and paid a lot of money. A girlfriend, and then pretended to be very good at the beginning, and then began to brainwash the girls, and then scolded them, even beat them, and even one, who was scolded by him, cut his wrist and sent it to us for rescue It's been a long time, alas."

The little girl looked horrified and contemptuous: "Ah! This kind of scum! Then why wasn't he taken away by the police!"

The nurse sister was a little helpless: "Hey, I investigated it and said it was a love dispute. At most, I will educate you, and then nothing will happen." She paused, and her eyes on the mask were bent: "But, this time, I heard that I was beaten up by the woman's friend, and I was completely disabled, and I can no longer come out to harm others."

The little girl let out a long breath: "It's not too bad! You deserve it!"

They didn't speak loudly, but Zheng Tong's hearing has been exceptionally good since he became disabled.

Therefore, these words fell into his ears verbatim.

Crippled... deserved it...

Ahhh!I hate it so much!I am not reconciled!What did I do, didn't I discipline my own woman? !Where am I wrong!

It's a pity that he can't even move a finger now, and his throat can only whine.

Just when he hated and was afraid, the originally noisy multi-person ward suddenly became quiet.

He had seen this kind of quietness before.

This is the monster, the monster that hurt him like this, before he shot, the quietness that was summoned.

Could it be him again?Is he coming to take my life for good?

Zheng Tong closed his eyes in despair.

"Mr. Zheng." Unexpectedly, a feminine voice called his name very politely.

Zheng Tong opened his eyes, only to see a luxuriously dressed man standing beside the hospital bed, but his face could not be seen clearly because of the backlight.

"Mr. Zheng, you have been injured like this... You never thought about it, do you want revenge?" the man asked.

Zheng Tong opened his mouth, and was surprised to find that he could speak again.

With a rough voice, he said bitterly: "I want to! I want to!" However, thinking of that last scene, that monster called Han Tian, ​​that overwhelming power...

His voice was full of fear again: "I...I can't do it. He, he is not human at all...I can't touch him..."

"Hehe." The man smiled, "Han Tian? You can't touch him. He is indeed not human."

"However, that little boy, that little boy who couldn't hook up with your girlfriend, don't you think that he is the one you should take revenge the most?" the man whispered.

"...Yes...he should be damned..." Zheng Tong gritted his teeth and said, "But, what can I do now..."

Bones were broken, disabled for life, bank accounts were inexplicably frozen, and real estate was seized...

After he left the hospital, he probably had no choice but to go to the aid station.

"Heh..." The man said with a smile: "You can't do much with your current body. But, if you want, I can make your soul, ruthlessly, take revenge on that little boy, and make him more painful than you are now." A thousand times, ten thousand times?"

"My...soul...?" Zheng Tong's eyes gradually straightened, and what echoed in his ears was the man's sinister laughter.