Demon Sage

On the bridge in the southern part of Preston, Donald met his wife.

What a beautiful picture of the amnesiac reuniting with their relatives, hugging, kissing, and expressing heartfelt feelings to each other, such a picture is almost predictable.

But the actual situation is that the two sides maintain a high degree of restraint, even if it is the first meeting before strangers, the atmosphere may be better.

Donald kept restraint because of the disgust he had for the wife in front of him and his ignorance of the situation.

What about the girl in front of you? She seems to be in her early 20s, even though her face is calm and quiet, why is she so reserved to the point of being on guard?

After being silent for about two minutes, Donald began to realize that there must be something or a contradiction between his predecessor and this girl. At this time, it was even more difficult for him to speak.

Oops... What should I do now, I don't dare to say a word... Ask her if she has eaten? Or should I tell her that I accidentally fell and knocked my head and lost my memory?

Donald instinctively realized that he would end up badly by doing so, and he wisely chose to remain silent.

He is more confident than patient.

"I will meet less with Freddie in the future."

After a while, it was the girl who spoke first, but the amount of information was a bit large.

Who is Freddie?

What is the relationship between you two?

Why did you two specifically tell me when you cut down on seeing each other?

And still in this reluctant compromise tone.

"Um......"

Except for the ambiguous word 'um', Donald really didn't know how to answer it.

I agree, no problem, I agree with your approach or say no, I disagree, your approach is wrong, and these replies are not appropriate.

He wanted to avoid responses that were too subjective as much as possible.

Hiding clumsiness, hiding his thoughts as much as possible about some unfamiliar matters, not letting the other party seize the opportunity, it will expose his ignorance of things, causing doubts and misunderstandings.

Now Donald can't stand any temptation in the details of his life.

"Huh? Whatever you are, I'll explain to you one last time that my relationship with him has absolutely nothing to do with what you think... You have the right to remain suspicious, go home, you've Missing for a week, I told the neighbors that you go to a friend's house for a while... I hope you can think more before leaving home next time, I don't have much time to look around for yours trace."

The girl didn't say anything more. Donald Grant's silence made her a little puzzled, because the quarrel a few days ago could be said to be very intense, but then she was relieved. Smell, obviously he has realized the disadvantage of running away from home.

On the other hand, this is a good thing.

Of course Donald was happy to have someone lead the way. At least he didn't have to go to the police station, and he could avoid the dilemma of needing to explain why he didn't even know where his home was.

The question now is what happened between the girl in front of her and her predecessor.

Judging from the feedback from memory, they are husband and wife.

There is a contradiction between the two sides, and the contradiction is not small, so that Donald is going to run away from home... No, in her eyes, the runaway from home is probably Donald's preparation for his demon-subduing ceremony. Is this a time Premeditated quarrel?

But it is also possible that the quarrel stimulated Donald, making him not hesitate to trade with the devil to get something.

There is also a key point. After the quarrel, why did Donald run away from home like a young daughter-in-law, and it's not usually women who go back to their parents' home?

**

233 Iris Street.

In front of it is a small two-story building, from top to bottom, with a flat roof and a small balcony. It is built with brown and red bricks. There are many potted plants on the protruding windowsill on the second floor. The door on the first floor is made of mahogany. , with a house number hanging on it, and other houses on the left and right sides. The structure is similar. It seems to be a living area.

Entering the door, the home is clean and tidy, with umbrella stands, shoe cabinets, and corridors. This is the first part. The end of the corridor is the kitchen, the living room on the right, and the stairs on the left.

"Grant, I don't want to quarrel with you any more, this is your living expenses this month, a total of 10 shillings, an increase of 1 shilling from the past, this is the last time I will give you living expenses, you have graduated from university for nearly half a year, then You have to find a job yourself, I remember you studied religious studies? You can try to interview for church paperwork, or you can...you have to start taking responsibility for yourself anyway.”

The money bag was handed over, and Donald accepted it subconsciously. This action was somewhat smooth, and the formulaic tone made him feel a little cold, as if it was a boss paying the workers monthly wages.

The girl looked at him with undisguised alienation and disgust, Donald felt it.

In fact, after knowing that his predecessor was still asking for money from a girl of the same age six months after graduation, he also despised himself in the bottom of his heart.

The bedroom should be upstairs. When the girl walked to the living room, Donald did not follow him, but walked up the stairs alone. He needed to organize his thoughts and figure out his current situation and his own situation.

Talking to anyone before this and expressing an opinion is somewhat out of place.

The rigid relationship between husband and wife is a good buffer at this time.

However, when he was halfway up the stairs, Donald's eyes inadvertently caught sight of the **** the sofa in the living room, and he suddenly realized a problem that he had ignored before.

In my memory, Donald's parents died in a fire in a grocery store four years ago. He and the girl should have been married in recent years, after all, they were both young.

According to common sense, after marriage, she is Donald's family, and strictly speaking, she is the only family member at present. Shouldn't she cherish the lost and found relatives?

Even if there are irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, even if it is hatred, this is a way to deepen the impression, isn't it?

Why is the impression so vague? Even when I saw her, there were only words and emotions that were so lacking that they could be described as barren.

Other than that, there are no memories that can be recalled.

His palms suddenly tightened and he grasped the armrests. Donald vaguely sensed something was wrong, but he was unable to grasp the fleeting inspiration.

Gently rubbed his temples, continued to lift his feet, and finally reached the second floor.

It was another corridor with three rooms in total. Donald pursed his lips and took out the keychain in his pocket. There were three keys on it. One was the door. One of the keys should be the bedroom.

He was going to try to open the door, but in fact he didn't have to be so troublesome, because just walking to the first door, he saw the number hanging on it.

Donald Grant

She took a step back and looked at the room next to her. Sure enough, there was a house number on it.

Infinita Alfred

This is the girl's name, Donald said to himself.

They're living apart, and it's possible...never lived together.

Brush Lala~

Turning the wheel, the water sprayed from the metal shower head poured on his body. Donald, who was performing the demon-subduing ceremony, had not taken a bath for a while. The clean and comfortable feeling made him feel better.

Just in the shower.

In the upper left corner of the bathroom, there is a mechanical water meter, made of dark brown material, with some gears exposed inside the dial. Watching the numbers on it beat, Donald shut off the water flow in time, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself inside.

The skin is lighter in color, and the light golden hair is divided into the ears, which is different from the emerald green eyes of his wife, the high nose bridge and the thin lips. Overall, the facial features are deep and three-dimensional.

If the stubble on his chin is removed, in the words of his previous life, it is entirely possible for him to rely on his face to eat.

"This is who I am now..."

Staring at himself in the mirror, Donald adapted to his current state, but the trance that had appeared in the alley before struck again at this time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

I closed my eyes, opened them, my skin in the mirror was completely pale in an instant, the whites of my eyes turned black, and my emerald green eyes gradually turned red...

"Do not!"

Roaring and punching the mirror, there was someone downstairs, so he deliberately lowered his voice and restrained his strength at the same time.

The next second, the self in the mirror returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Palms, arms, neck, chest, back, thighs and even buttocks, Donald, who had taken a bath, was naked in a circle in front of the mirror. If there were outsiders, the title of pervert would probably have to be taken seriously.

He has watched a lot of movies in his last life. Regardless of whether they are true or false, there will be more or less marks on the people who are parasitized by demons or who have signed contracts. He wants to confirm his status.

The result was that there was no change, the body was still his body, and the scene just now seemed to be just his hallucination.

Shave off the stubble, put on clean clothes, there are not many things in the bedroom, a single bed against the wall, the plaid bedding and white pillows are neatly stacked on it.

A writing desk with stationery by the window, a wooden chair with a cushion stuffed with cotton.

A wooden bookcase filled with various religious books, in addition to a chaise longue and a bedside table with a radio on it.

After a brief tour and exploration of some corners, Donald began to sort out the situation.

Notes, dark red beads, this is something taken out of the sewer.

Several books were taken out of the bookcases, which were about religion, social environment, and especially talking about the existence of demons.

And the last key, a diary found in the bottom drawer of the bedside table, with a few pages of text in it.