The black-haired demon inside the office sat behind the spacious desk with a calm expression.
He was dressed in a well-made black formal suit, with a dark grey shirt underneath. The colors of his attire and all the office decorations were all dark, making his complexion look paler.
The lower body of the black-haired demon was covered by the black desk, but one could guess it without looking: the other person must be wearing trousers of the same color as his shirt, well-made shoes, socks of either black or dark grey in the same color as the shirt.
It doesn’t look like a demon from Yefar at all – Asimu thought to himself.
Staring at those stagnant black eyes, Asimu maintained a professional smile on his face.
Actually, being a courier is quite similar to being a killer in terms of professional ethics~ at least they both treat customers with the same smile.
The look and smile as if you are looking at a dead person – this combination of the recipient and the courier is in some ways a perfect match.
Walking briskly to the black desk, Asimu placed the ugly handmade box on the table.
“This box is quite heavy, and it’s made of materials left over from Ji Huan and his group’s stall, oh~ did you know? Ji Huan’s grandpa and a little demon named Naji went to the market to set up a stall. They built a stall and sold pumpkins, vegetables, and occasionally some eggs every day. The business is quite good.” Asimu said with a smile.
“Do you want me to open it?” Asimu asked.
Ah Jin nodded.
So Asimu started to open the box with his bare hands. He is very good at dismantling, pulling out the nails that Ji Huan had driven in one by one. It wasn’t long before the box was opened by him.
Seeing the contents inside, Asimu looked strange but managed to control his expression.
That is a “bowl” with a potted plant.
Asimu noticed at a glance that the weed-like plant was actually in a bowl.
No matter how beautiful it is, it’s still a bowl.
“Mr. Ji Huan, he is really… unique?” He had a good impression of Ji Huan, so Asimu found an adjective for him that could barely be considered a compliment.
Then, he placed the potted plant on Ah Jin’s table.
He also removed the box thoughtfully, so at this moment, apart from the documents originally placed on the table, there was only this bowl of potted plant left.
Taking two steps back, Asimu tilted his head and admired the plant on the table: it was a plant that looked very much like a weed at first glance, with a few thin leaves that were not exactly green but a bit yellow, looking somewhat wilted.
The reason Asimu saw such an inconspicuous pot of grass as something that “looked like” a weed was because of a bud carefully guarded between the two tender leaves on the innermost side.
A very inconspicuous flower bud.
The flower bud is also wilted. If it were not for his strong confidence in the speed of his express delivery, Asimu almost thought that the potted plant might’ve died during the delivery!
As a courier (?) with a strong sense of professional pride, Asimu looked at the fragile bud and gave it a boost in his heart.
Don’t die! Don’t die – at least bloom into a flower and let the demon in front of you see before you die!
I don’t know if his blessing (curse?) really worked. The bud that originally looked like it was about to wither actually seemed a bit more energetic under his gaze.
Thinking about his good eyesight, which he had honed from working as a courier for many days (? =-=), Asimu dared to guarantee that the bud was indeed a bit more energetic, and it was raised to a height of about 0.1 mm.
Then, amidst Asimu’s continued attention, the bud lifted up a bit more.
It’s about to bloom – I don’t know why, but Asimu had this idea in his mind. He has no research on plants. As a pure carnivorous demon, he has only been interested in pumpkins until now.
However, he just knew it was about to bloom.
This is an intuition that helped him a lot whether he was a killer or a courier (?).
Waiting for a flower to bloom… Originally, it was something that those demons who pursued art all day would do. But at this moment, Asimu was actually doing this too. He felt extremely novel and held great expectations in his heart. In anticipation, he carefully watched the small flower bud.
Under his very patient gaze, the top of the bud… suddenly has a small opening. It was very small, only as big as the eye of a needle, and then it got bigger and bigger, as if it was expanding, no… It’s more like an explosion, with layers of petals trembling and struggling to break out from inside. Due to being kept for too long, those petals were all curled. However, in the process of blooming, those curled petals gradually flattened, layer by layer, proudly turning the hem away, finally revealing the delicate stamens inside…
It’s so beautiful!
As a demon who had never studied flowers and plants, Asimu felt that the flower in front of him was simply the most beautiful flower he had ever seen!
The petals are of an almost transparent cyan colour, like a gemstone. At the moment the flowers fully bloomed, Asimu felt that he smelled a wonderful scent.
The scent of blood… is a smell he is very familiar with.
Just like the smell he used to smell when he first cut open the skin of a demon…
However, after a while, he quickly discovered that it wasn’t just the smell of blood, but there’s a hint of sweetness, a hint of greasiness, as if there was heat. After the initial bloody smell passed, the smell turned into an extremely lingering and sweet smell!
Ah… this is the smell you get after cutting open an artery and having hot blood splashed all over your body – Asimu squinted eyes and thought to himself.
Then, finally, when the demon completely dies, the body becomes stiff, and the blood completely cools and slowly solidifies…
The smell turned into a very cold fishy smell.
Amidst the fragrance of flowers, Asimu felt as if he had witnessed the entire process of killing a demon with his own hands. However, when this imagination passed and he took a deep sniff of the fragrance again, this time he felt that it was just the fragrance of flowers, an indescribable pleasant smell, it’s cold and faint, gently filling the entire room, as if it was everywhere.
“It’s really like a dream.” Asimu sighed as if he had woken up from a dream.
He habitually looked at the watch on his wrist, and when he noticed the change in the scale on it, he was shocked to realise that three hours had passed since he entered this office!
Oh my God! Three hours! Killing a demon, delivering a courier, and going back and forth are not enough! And he actually just watched a flower bloom for three hours?
Asimu’s expression was rarely distorted, feeling that there is definitely something weird about that flower! He felt as if he was possessed, and he didn’t feel like himself at all!
Asimu thought, looking towards the black-haired demon behind the desk. However, the moment he saw the demon’s expression, he froze.
The black-haired demon was still sitting in his chair behind the desk. However, at this moment, water was actually flowing out of his stagnant black eyes.
Gazing at the swaying and blooming flowers in front of him, there were two lines of water stains on his cheeks.
He cried.
The expression on his face was neither sad nor happy, as he quietly shed tears.
Asimu suddenly regretted not leaving immediately after delivering the express. He didn’t want to see the scene in front of him, not at all!
Just when he was hesitating whether he should escape immediately using the chaotic space or hand over a handkerchief, the black-haired demon opposite him suddenly woke up like before, and then his hands moved.
Taking out a decorative handkerchief from his breast pocket, he gently wiped his eyes.
After wiping his eyes, he carefully folded the handkerchief and put it back into his breast pocket. After finishing all this, he stretched out his hand and gently tapped the flowers in front of him.
“The name of this flower is ‘millenium old heart’.” His voice was steady, and there was no hint that he had just cried.
In fact, if it weren’t for the red eyes of the demon in front of him, Asimu would have thought that what he had seen just now was an illusion.
“When this kind of flower slowly blooms, it is a wonderful moment that is one of the top ten ethereal moments in the world.” He slowly introduced this flower to Asimu.
His gaze was still focused on the flower, and he propped up his chin with one hand: “It’s really beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Ha… beautiful! Very beautiful.” It was obviously a normal conversation, but Asimu suddenly felt danger. Unknowingly, the patterns on his arms had already detached from his body. If anything unpredictable happened, he would immediately run away——
He thought his actions were very covert, but the next second——
“Are you going back?” The next second, the black-haired demon turned his eyes and looked at him.
After being soaked in the water, the eyes of the black-haired demon looked even deeper.
Just like a black hole, devoid of any feelings or emotions.
“…Yes.” What else can he say at this moment? Asimu could only say yes.
“Then I’ll give you another commission. Take me back with you. I want to go back and have a look.” After saying that, the black-haired demon stood up from behind the table. He is not tall among demons, and a head shorter than Asimu, but the breath on his body is unfathomable.
He walked out from behind the desk, revealing his lower body.
As expected, he was wearing trousers of the same colour as his shirt, exquisite shoes, and… black socks.
Even in moments of extreme mental strain, Asimu still noticed all the details.
This is an occupational disease and has no cure.
“Don’t you want to talk to the red-haired woman outside?” Asimu stretched out his finger and gestured to the door.
“No need.” The black-haired demon said with a smile.
“Let’s go then—”
Just as the words fell, a grey-black chaotic space suddenly emerged from Asimu’s feet. Then grabbing the hand of the black-haired demon opposite, the two of them immediately disappeared from the highest room in Yuma City.
In the space filled with grey “patterns”, neither of them spoke and took a shorter time than before. When a bright light appeared in front of their eyes, the next second, both demons fell into a soft place.
With the scent of an adult demon, they landed on a very soft big bed. Upon closer inspection, there were still several hair ties and shorts scattered on the bed.
“This is my home.” Said Asimu, who chose to settle at his current home in Yefar.
Except for the luxurious bed, the room was very shabby and messy, a typical bedroom of a single demon.
“You know the way, right? You don’t need me to send you off, huh?” He confirmed.
The black-haired demon nodded, and then waved at him before leaving.
When he went out, a female demon also walked out of the room next door. It was a female demon with heavy makeup, looking like she was in some special industry.
Seeing Ah Jin who was also neatly dressed, she raised her eyebrows and smiled at the black-haired demon, thinking that he was also from the same industry as her.
The black-haired demon also smiled at her.
The next second, the figure of the black-haired demon disappeared.
“Ah!?” The female demon let out a soft cry, glanced at the door of Asimu’s house, and ran away in a hurry.
At this moment, Ah Jin was running at high speed.
Although there is no “portal” like Asimu’s, his speed is still very fast, like a gust of wind.
No, even faster than the wind.
The formal attire and leather shoes on his body didn’t limit his speed at all. He quickly ran past strange-shaped houses one after another, and finally arrived at the Green Shade Area.
Only then did he stop.
The barriers of those houses had no effect on him, and he slowly walked towards the familiar house step by step.
Standing in front of the black carved gate, he rarely felt a bit hot. He pulled open a few buttons and took out a key from his body.
There was a somewhat old keychain with the key, with the unique symbol of Winter City on it. It was the key that Ji Huan stuffed into his luggage when he left.
During the trip at that time, probably because someone mentioned his experience from back then, the keychain aroused his memories. When he casually carried the keychain with him, he also took the key with him.
The black-haired demon picked up the key and opened the door.
It’s completely different from the last time when he had difficulty opening the door.
The process of opening the door this time was very smooth, and the lock cylinder was also very smooth. It must be that Ji Huan has oiled this old lock.
The door quietly opened.
The black-haired demon walked in silently.
The yard that was once filled with weeds has changed its appearance a lot: there are neat vegetable beds, properly tied up pumpkin vines, and everything in the yard was in order.
At this moment, the house was pitch black, presumably because the child’s daily routine had always been very regular.
He has completely adapted to life here, except for sticking to the old rules when it comes to work and rest.
The black-haired demon took a few steps forward without entering the door. He walked straight towards the corner of the wall. He remembered that after eradicating most of the “weeds” in the yard, Ji Huan left a patch in the corner.
Then–
Under the purple moonlight, the black-haired demon saw an incredible sight:
Countless blue transparent flowers were in full bloom, so big and fragrant, while a tall and thin young man stood naked in front of the flowers, his black wet hair stuck to his slender neck. The water droplets on top slowly slid down the concave part of the butterfly bone, and continued to slide against his narrow waist, sliding past his plump and bulging buttocks, finally landing on his slender thighs.
As if noticing his arrival, the owner of the graceful figure suddenly turned around, revealing his flat and strong chest, as well as the little black demon that was also naked and hanging on his body.
The moment he saw the black-haired demon, the young man called out his name softly:
“Ah Jin?”
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