[Exorcist Boy] The whole world thinks I'm a cannon fodder

In fact, when the rabbi was in the church, I didn't really think of missions.

After all, in a person's life, how should I put it, if there are a lot of accidents, who knows when I go out, I will be heroic outside.So when you are alive, of course you must seize all the time, and being able to be together for a while is a while.

If it's going out with a rabbi, though, that's a different story.

But I have hinted at Komui so many times, and he never put me and Rabbi together.

There are only a dozen or so exorcists in the world, and it's weird that they can be perfectly staggered every time. I find it strange, and I secretly asked Komyi in private.It may be that my sincerity and persistence in asking 180 times in six hours in the morning successfully moved him. On that rainy afternoon, Komui lowered his voice and mysteriously explained to me the blue and white lightning flashing outside the window. end.

He said that it was Shuweng who disagreed.

I:"……?"

I never expected that the source of everything would be the other party's old parents.

Now I am completely misfired - what else should I do?Can I still protest to Shuweng head-on with a shy face?The old man is more than 80 years old, and didn't you see that he still has pointed ears?

So, this time, as usual, I failed to go on missions with the rabbi again.

To be precise, I failed to be with anyone, and what awaited me was another battlefield of fighting alone.

I had nothing to pack, so I got on the train to West Asia that night.

The task is still the same, long and monotonous.

The only difference is that I actually met the master who had been reported missing in the sect for four years.

"Cersi...?"

As always, the master was wearing that flamboyant black and gold coat, carrying a suitcase in one hand, and a mixed-race girl with big breasts and fat buttocks in the other. When he walked around the corner and caught a glimpse of me, he was so surprised that the cigarette in his mouth Lost.

And I threw off the luggage in a second, messed up my hair at the speed of light, and rushed over with a full voice and impassioned passion, as if I hadn't seen meat for hundreds of years.

"Found you at last—Papa! Papa!"

Seriously, I almost smeared some dust on my face.

Master: "..."

The corner of Master's mouth twitched, and it seemed that he didn't want to give me a long goodbye hug, not only didn't want to, but he seemed to want to copy something to hit me, but unfortunately, Tim Gambi was not around him.

...the devil!He actually threw that heavy-looking suitcase over!

Afterwards, Master took me, who had a big bulge on my head, to the house of the mixed-race girl he was staying with.

Speaking of this, I still don't quite understand it.

You said that there are so many women, one counts as one, why after learning that Master already has a daughter as old as me, instead of slapping him with love and hatred, turning around and walking away, instead of looking at him Are your eyes more eager than before?

And there is a deep love in that eagerness?and worship?

What the hell have they come up with?

Why is there any charm bonus that I don't know about the setting of a divorced man with a big oil bottle?

There was still a strong smell of alcohol in the room.

The mixed-race girl closed the door and thoughtfully reserved a space for our "father and daughter" who hadn't seen each other for many years.Maybe I also know that the overnight smell is not good, so the master walked straight over, opened the window, and let in the fresh air with a little sea smell in the hot flashes.

Then in the breeze, I leaned against the wall by the window, took out a cigarette from my coat pocket and lit it, and pretended to ask me about my recent situation to show my concern.

This is simple and can be summed up in one sentence.

"Master, I've lost love again."

Only then did the master condescend and give me a look.

"Or the kid who wants to succeed the scholar?"

"Could it belong to someone else?" I said sternly, "I don't look like the kind of person who would empathize with someone else!"

"Why, don't you look down on empathy? What's wrong with it? If you two idiots digest it internally, it will be perfect, and it can be regarded as recycling waste."

I stared dumbfounded at the master who made such a terrifying suggestion: "You mean, let me and Allen..."

"That's right." Master nodded reservedly.

"—— Chao|lun?" I took it a little too slowly.

Master: "..."

The cigarette that Master was holding in his mouth fell out again with a click. He bent over to pick it up, put it in the ashtray, then looked around with a sullen face, picked up the beaded pillow on the bed and threw it at it.

This level is completely trivial to me. I dodge it nimbly, skillfully, and twitching.

As a result, in the next second, with a click, the muzzle of the Condemned Black Hole hit my forehead.

...Why, you said we smashed things from the beginning to the end, changing attack methods in the middle, how unfocused!

Um?By the way, is this the sound of the insurance being pulled?

Wait, that's too much to load and load!

"...Okay, let's talk."

After some loving education, the master sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette again.

And the forehead was blown out again, and I was in an oriental kneeling|sitting style with the previous one who was just right and left. I honestly told the heroic deeds of the previous 64 times without embellishment.

"...You can't even handle a brat, don't call him my disciple outside."

ok dad.

But it must not be called that on the surface, so I paused, took out the small notebook dedicated to exorcists from the luggage, and looked at Master asking for advice: "Then based on your experience, what should I do next to turn the tide?" What about reversing the current unfavorable situation?"

Master looked back at me with a rather indescribable expression.

After a while, he took a puff of cigarette as if giving up.

"You've been rushing so fast, it's a ghost if you can get it done," the master exhaled smoke, his voice was already low and rich, but after deliberately slowing down, his voice became more lazy and magnetic, "A good woman is not so easy to be fooled by." Got it."

"Huh? But every time you go to say something, you just..."

"Can ordinary people compare with me?"

Well, the familiar self-identity.

"I don't need to say more about the fact that the face is very important. At least one of the looks and the personality must be able to handle, and someone like you belongs to that kind..."

"Can you get both?"

"Both can be given up directly."

I:"……"

If it weren't for me, I have something to ask for now.

"Listen well," the master held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, with a deep expression, "When the hardware conditions are not good enough, if you want to achieve your goal, you must learn to start from other aspects."

"other aspects?"

"Character tendencies, ways of thinking, interests and hobbies are nothing more than these points, speculative-you always understand what you like?" Master said casually, "Isn't this what you used to be the most..."

Because I had to take notes, Master allowed me to move over to the table.I don't know if it's because I'm far away, but I didn't quite hear the last sentence Master said.

I raised my head and asked uncertainly, "What?"

"what? What?"

"You just said that I used to... what?"

"Is something wrong with my ears? I didn't say anything." The red light of the cigarette butt was shining, and the master reached into the ashtray and flicked it, negating it lightly.

... Could it be that I am hallucinating?

However, before I could think about it, Master glanced over and said, "Have you written it all down?"

I don't know what the master is anxious about. As soon as I nodded my head, his side began to beep again.

I had no choice but to temporarily put the question behind me, and buried my head in memorizing it.

But I didn't expect that although the master's attitude is not very good, what he said is quite similar.

As if I had opened the door to a new world, I memorized and digested for a while, and I was so busy that I realized after a long time that Master hadn't spoken for a long time.

I looked up suspiciously.

The sun was setting to the west, and the afterglow like molten gold sprinkled in along the open window. Master's face, behind the slowly lingering golden-red mist, somehow couldn't be seen clearly.

He seemed to be lowering his eyes, and seemed to be staring at me through the smoke. Just when I was so stared at and wanted to call him, Master suddenly called my name without warning.

He called me: "Cecilia."

The air suddenly froze.

"Thorn-"

Everything around me faded away in an instant, and before I could react, I had already stood up, and the chair leg slammed across the ground, making an abrupt and ear-piercing sound.

The feeling of scalp numbness became stronger and stronger, and for a while, mixed with the violent heartbeat, I just felt as if I was being pulled by something, and I opened my mouth.

"—don't call me that."

Cold, sharp, full of resistance.

Again.

I always do.

Unlike Kanda who worked together in the church, I always hope that people can call me Ceci rather than Cecilia.

Whether it is an acquaintance or a stranger.

I can't even hear my full name being called.

The closer you are to the person, the less you can call them.

Master once stepped on me when I was a child, and commented like this: "That's enough, how much love do you have, little brat?"

However, judging from Master's description of my childhood life, it's good that my love doesn't overflow, and how can it be impossible to lack?

So over time, I decided that this was proof of my kindness.

What else could it be?Didn't you see that I would be unhappy to be called a distant name?

But the problem is... I seem to be a bit too upset this time.

I don't know how long it took before my reason finally came back. I swallowed, and just wanted to explain to Master that although it was hard to say before, this time I definitely didn't mean to target him, so I suddenly heard him say something that didn't make any sense.

Master said, "It's getting more and more similar."

"It looks more and more like what?" I was immediately distracted.

"I'm becoming more and more like a good woman—do you think I'll say that?" Master put out the cigarette butt without haste, "Let's practice for another 800 years."

It's not an illusion, there is indeed something wrong with Master today.

I couldn't help but glanced at him several times, hesitated to speak a few times.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Master glanced at me.

"Then I really said it?"

Seeing that Master acquiesced, I took a deep breath and turned my heart away.

"Master, actually—"

Master: "Huh?"

"I'm actually your illegitimate daughter, right?"

Master: "..."

"It's useless to deny it, you just exposed it!" I looked confident, "The so-called getting more and more like a mother means that I am getting more and more like my mother, right? So you really did that kind of throwing your wife back then abandoned……"

...Okay, I was slapped on the head by the Condemned again.

Because I was eager to go to the shameless world of two people with the mixed-race girl, the master quickly sent me away.

Before leaving, he also used the coffin of the Virgin to give me a hint - if I accidentally leaked his whereabouts, I would be in a tragic unrequited love for the rest of my life.

I:"……"

What is a devil?This is the devil.

I originally thought that after saying goodbye to the demonic master and eliminating the real demons, I would happily go to see the rabbi in the Muslim group.

But I don't want to be told that this is still a chain task at this time.

It is the kind that solves the city A, and also solves its surrounding BCDEFG.

After more than two months of investigation, I finally heard an exciting news from the local explorers who came to pick me up.

He said that the order asked me to join other exorcists as soon as possible to carry out a special task.

I pondered for a moment, and asked with a serious face: "This "other exorcist" refers to...?"

"I heard it's Lord Walker and the others."

"...I mean, please take this "they" apart."

"Eh?"

In short, I didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people at this meeting. Apart from Allen, Li Nali and Crowley were also there, as well as Shuweng and Rabbi.

Yes!I heard that right!It's the rabbi!

Decided!I want to take back what I said behind my back before, although your sister's degree of control is so weird that some of her usual behavior patterns are not normal, and she is deceiving people's feelings about the holiday—but!yes!

Komyi, you are really a good person in essence!

The author has something to say:

Kolos Marian, a man with a beautiful (?) script in his hand.

#快看that man, he is bothered, divorced and has a baby, he is simply too attractive#

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