Reborn Exorcist

If you dare to lie to me, you will have to pay for it.

There is nothing worse for a demon than to participate in a Christian festival.Louis leaned against the window with his drink cup up, smiling happily.

He could see that Roland was bored with everything about Christmas, the Bible, the carols, even the beautifully decorated Christmas tree and the cute little statues.But Roland tried his best to restrain himself and tried to drag the old John's family from making trouble for Louis.This made Louis very grateful for getting Roland.God knows, it's the most peaceful Christmas he's had in years.

The conflict between Louis and the couple began on the morning of the 24th.The lady insisted that Louis put away the cold weapons and all kinds of holy objects that exude strange smells, but Louis refused on the grounds of taking precautions.When she asked him why he couldn't kill the demon quickly when it came to do evil, Louis replied: "But I can't kill them and protect two pigs at the same time."

Lewis has the ability to make a bad situation worse.There was nothing he could do about it, but let it develop.

Roland didn't get a good look when he came.In line with the principle of "the friend of an enemy is also an enemy", Old John ignored Roland's answers, while his wife sneered at him.However, Roland immediately turned the situation around with two gifts and some polite remarks: a set of all-gold daily tools, a coat made of fine ferret fur, and some polite but arrogant remarks.

Louis may never forget the reaction of the old Johns at that time.Old John was radiant the moment he saw the gold, and looked like a young man who was about to jump up and dance in the next second; while the lady covered her cheeks with her hands and stared round her eyes, because her mouth was too wide and her fat cheeks Even sunken down.

The drama-laden performances are followed by over-the-top hospitality.They asked Roland if he was used to the Missouri climate, and if Louis had ever snubbed him.

At that time, Roland replied: "This place is very good, and Louis made it even better. He extended a friendly hand when I was lonely and bored. He is a good person, of course, and a qualified friend. I think you must have seen the valuable qualities in him, but you just don't want to show them. I especially want to thank you for raising Louis, otherwise, I would never have met such a gentle, upright and tolerant him. "

It's so weird, I didn't know I had so many wonderful qualities.Louis thought, and drank the drink in the glass.He looked out the window, where children and young lovers were walking and laughing.He also saw Roland walking in his direction from the glass. "Christmas makes you sick, doesn't it?"

"Yes. I hope this answer can make you feel better." These words were obviously more like sarcasm, but they were said from Roland's mouth, but they were tender and pampering.

Louis pointed to the other's cup. "Are you used to drinking it?" It is a special Christmas fruit tea, made with small oranges and Eucommia.Roland has been loved by the family, which means that Roland will get countless ardent "Do you want more?", "You're welcome, have more!".Beverages are naturally provided in unlimited quantities.

Roland moved closer to Louis' ear and lowered his voice. "You know, I don't like Christmas. And this stuff...is the worst smelling drink I've ever tasted."

Turning around, Louis smiled. "You really surprised me. I asked you to come over for Christmas to make it difficult for you, and you should know that very well. But you not only said yes, came, but also pretended to enjoy this holiday. You don't have to this way."

"It's worth everything for you." Roland looked at Louis tenderly. "But if you feel guilty..."

"I'm not guilty."

"Okay. But you're at least a little bit guilty, I guess? Why don't you do a little thing for me to clear up the guilt?"

Louis was silent.He did feel a little bit guilty.He was calculating the total account of himself and Roland's past and present lives, so as to analyze where his sense of guilt came from.In his previous life, Roland saved him, he signed a contract with the other party, donated his heart to share with the other party; Roland bewitched him, deceived him, he killed the other party at the cost of his own life - this has been evened out.But a few days ago, Roland saved himself, but he immediately blocked the other party's ability to become a demon.Although there is a reason for the incident, in a sense, I am repaying my kindness with revenge.

"What's the matter?" Louis asked.

Just as Roland was about to speak, he was interrupted by Suzie who ran over.She was all dressed up and her makeup was just right.He came over to get his woolen hat now, and when he saw Louis standing opposite Roland, he blinked. "You don't look like a couple. He looks nice, and you—Louis, you're such a nuisance."

"Every man around you looks like a couple to you," Louis countered.

Suzy shrugged. "They are. I won't tell you, I'm going to make an appointment. You know, I have three dates tonight."

Roland has been watching quietly from the side.When Suzy walked away, he suggested to Louis, "Shall we go for a walk too?"

"Ok."

Louis and Roland walked side by side on the snow-covered street, and their parallel footprints were printed on the soft snow.Children who lined up and sang passed by them, and preachers who were passionate and sang hymns ran past them.

They all looked at these people.The difference was that Louis smiled gratifiedly, while Roland remained expressionless because he hated these things.

There is a mistletoe in the center of the small square in front, and several young couples are kissing under the tree.Seeing this, Roland finally showed an expression of interest. "Why did they kiss under the mistletoe?"

"Because of a silly legend. The son of Venus was shot dead by an arrow made of mistletoe, and the gods tried to save him. Her gratitude turned into fraternal love, and bestowed on every couple who kissed under the mistletoe: If you kiss under this tree, you will be together forever." Louis accidentally saw the light in Roland's eyes getting brighter, and suddenly became alert.He quickly remedied: "But it's just a legend. Suzie kisses different boys here every year. If it works, then she will have countless husbands."

"I've found that Christmas is not completely boring. For example, this little custom is beautiful."

"Roland, are you listening to me?"

"Just do it for me. Please let me kiss you under the tree."

"I see, you didn't listen to me at all." Louis turned to walk away, but Roland held him back.The opponent used so much force that the silver chain wrapped around his hand hurt Louis' hand.Sensing this, Louis fell silent.

Roland took Louis to the tree.People around looked at this side one after another, curious about the two men coming here.Fortunately, neither Louis nor Roland cared much about other people's eyes, so they didn't feel embarrassed at the moment.

Louis sighed, raised his head slightly, and looked over Roland's head. "Well, since you like this."

Roland stared at the disinterested, cold and haughty Louis.Afterwards, he pressed her against the tree trunk and kissed her hard.

Louis' eyes widened in surprise.The tree trunk behind him trembled slightly, and the snow on the top of the tree rustled down.He looked at the kissing couples from the corner of his eye.Those people were shy and innocent, they just rubbed their lips lightly, and didn't even poke the tip of their tongues into each other's mouths.

"The way you kiss is wrong." Louis pushed Roland away.Roland's kiss was so skilled and so passionate it was downright terrifying. "Look what other people do, okay? People who kiss under the mistletoe don't get so hot and crazy."

"I'm not human." Roland bent down to kiss Louis again, but he was punched hard in the stomach.He bent over in pain and coughed repeatedly.

Louis stood upright, looking down at each other. "Don't push yourself too far. This is the first time I've agreed to kiss a man. Before, a boy who was cuter and normal than you made a request to me, but I rejected it."

Roland returned to normal and straightened up. "I don't think it's 'cute and normal' to fall in love with you. Normal humans either fear you or hate you, while angels and demons don't understand love at all. The only ones you can attract are half-demons."

Louis sneered, and did not comment on this seemingly "fallacious" statement.

Roland continued. "So, it's really fate that we can meet each other! You didn't promise other people, but you promised me. I think we are a match made in heaven."

"Oh." Louis said indifferently.

"What?" Roland suspected that he had missed it.

"I heard what you said, and it didn't make sense." Lewis paused, and said, "I only promised you because I owed you. By the way, the boy I just mentioned was a pious man." Christian, homosexual love will make him feel deeply guilty. I don't like that he has hurt him once, and he can't let him go deeper and cause deeper harm."

***

The teenager mentioned by Louis is currently playing the piano intently.He never let up, even though there was only one audience, and that audience was still unable to speak.

At the end of the song, the young man sighed contentedly, and then turned his gaze to the people beside him.He asked softly, "Do you like it?"

The man on the chair whined faintly like a mosquito.A large chunk of his skull had been removed, revealing white, partially removed brain tissue with a spoon stuck in it.

The boy stood up and walked to the man. "Thank you for teaching me in the past. You were an excellent teacher, but now, I think, I don't need you to teach me piano anymore."

After saying this, the boy stabbed his hand into the man's chest.His slender hands went around the bones, tore off the blood vessels, tore the muscles, and finally dug out the opponent's heart.It was still alive, contracting and throbbing in his hands.He first licked the blood gushing out of the heart, and then began to bite and devour.

When he was doing this, he was still thinking about the piece he just played.The beat, the note played, the emotion that should be invested.

Swallowing the last piece of bright red meat, the boy suddenly woke up.He didn't care to wipe the blood spilling from the corner of his lips, and immediately stumbled towards the bedroom.

His crucifix and Bible are placed by his bedside.The boy knelt down and raised the cross above his head. "God," he lamented, "please forgive me."