demon godfather

The atmosphere at Schiller's table can only be described as "bleak".

With a straight face, Wolfgang put a spoonful of vegetable salad onto Scott's plate.Scott stared at his breakfast in disbelief. "You let me eat this?!"

"If you don't pay me for the food, the food will be good for you. How dare you pick and choose?!"

"Then you give Dominic this too?"

"It's not him who drops out of school and eats free food every day at home."

Scott twisted the salad with a fork. "I'm not idle, doing nothing! I'm doing something serious!"

Wolfgang sneered: "How can a person who is absent from school all day have the nerve to say that he is doing serious business!"

Scott's face was gloomy: "As I said, I'm busy hunting demons and have no time to go to class. If you haven't seen it, that city is simply a den of demons. Even if you send an army of demon hunters there, it won't be clear."

"Of course I know what the Devil's Lair is like. I am a devil, and the place where I live is the Devil's Lair!"

"I don't want to play word games with you."

"You are an adult now, can you be more mature? Now if you go out and beat someone up, you will definitely live in a barred hotel. I made it clear in advance that I will not spend money to bail you out. I will treat it as yours." lesson!"

"I never beat anyone casually." Scott glared. "I beat David Young because he was possessed by a demon. I was exorcising him!"

"You have a thousand ways to do an exorcism, why would you choose the most violent of them all? And, thank God - thank him really - you didn't tell the #cops you were doing an exorcism, or they would I must have thought you had a strange religion!"

"The situation was critical and I had to use violence."

"You still make drugs and use drugs!" Wolfgang covered his face, "Satan! How depraved! I wouldn't even do such a thing!"

Scott flushed. "That's to quickly enter Limbo Prison!" He protested, "Some medicines can temporarily improve the body's adaptability to Limbo Prison. I can't get those prescription medicines, so I can only make do with the medicines from the school laboratory... "

"Degenerate!" Wolfgang repeated, "How many times have I said that you are not allowed to use drugs because of side effects, why don't you listen? What's wrong with my education policy, how can I teach you to be like this?" Godson?"

Scott crossed his hands and put them under his chin. "I've thought about it, Wolfgang, the reason why I skipped school, fought and took drugs is because my strength is too weak to expel demons quickly and effectively. As long as I become stronger, those demons are no match for me at all, naturally It can save time to do other things. I know that my talent is not as good as Dominic, so I spent the time after dropping out of school on studying ancient magic. I believe I can find a right path from it."

Wolfgang crossed his hips: "Then what have you researched?"

"I can't tell you yet."

"what!"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Scott pushed away the plate of salad he had ravaged out of shape, stood up, and left the table. "I'll surprise you, old man."

"Who are you calling old man, brat!"

"Godfather, give me some money."

The expression on Wolfgang's face was that of a deer hit by a speeding sports car on the highway.

"You only call me godfather when you ask me for money."

"If you give me twenty dollars for every yell, I don't mind yelling more, Godfather."

Wolfgang took out his wallet and found a 50-yuan bill from it, "There's no need to look for it."

Scott accepted the banknote with a calm expression, "I didn't plan to look for it."

"What do you want money for? Did you buy something weird online again?"

"I never buy 'weird' things online. I buy 'useful' things."

"You bought a wand-shaped TV remote last time! There's a fart for it!"

"Didn't you have fun too!"

If Dominique came home and saw his godfather and brother sitting in the living room, taking turns waving wands and giggling at the TV, he would run away.

After breakfast, Wolfgang sent Scott off to do the dishes.While Scott was fighting the stain in the kitchen, the doorbell rang.Wolfgang was about to answer the door when his godson shot out of the kitchen like a rocket, yelling, "I'll open it, I'll open it!" Before Wolfgang could react, Scott charged. When he reached the entrance, he opened the door.

A courier in a red uniform stood outside the door, holding a small box in his hand.

"Mr. Scott Singer?"

"it's me."

"Your courier, cash on delivery # payment."

Scott quickly handed over 50 yuan to the courier, snatched the box from him, held it under his arm, and hurriedly signed his name on the courier, as if they were delivering some invisible goods.

"There's no need to look for it," he said, gesturing to close the door.

"But..." The courier wanted to say that even the tip was too much, but Scott slammed the door shut, and his nose was almost smashed by the door.

Wolfgang poked his head in the hallway: "What did you buy?"

Scott shouldered him away, and, protecting the suitcase under his arm, trotted upstairs. "None of your business!"

"Why can't you let me know? That's still what I paid for!"

"It's none of your business!" Scott stepped into his bedroom and closed the door immediately.

Wolfgang opened his arms towards the door of Scott's bedroom on the second floor: "What are you afraid of? Did you buy an inflatable #doll? What are you afraid to tell me? Inflatable #dolls are also a human need Well, I can understand, you are all adults..."

Scott pushed open the door, poked his head out, and yelled, "It's not an inflatable #doll!" before retreating into the room.

Wolfgang shrugged against the air, walked towards the kitchen, and shouted: "Remember to read the instructions first, and pay attention to safety and hygiene when using it! Do you need an inflator?"

"Do not!!!"

Half an hour later, like a clockwork machine, Wolfgang started tending his small garden on time.Holding a pair of large scissors, he carefully trimmed the flowering branches, cutting off excess leaves and flowers.At this time, the door of the house opened suddenly, and his godson was wearing a gray hoodie, a pair of ripped jeans, with his hat pulled up, his hands in his pockets, and he walked out with his head down, like a suspicious street gangster .

"Scott...? Why... did you come out?" Wolfgang gaped in surprise.Ever since his godson dropped out of school and returned home, he hasn't stepped out of the house, and he doesn't even want to go out to take out the trash, but now he walks out of the house spontaneously... Is this the rhythm of the end of the world?

Wolfgang's eyes fell on the godson's left hand.Scott rolled up the sleeves of his hoodie, revealing a section of his arm covered in strange black tattoos shaped like flames, and when Scott pulled his hand out of his pocket, Wolf Gun could clearly see a tattoo on the back of his hand, too, of a sword with flames extending around his wrist and forearm.

"What's that in your hand?" Wolfgang asked in shock.

Scott held up his hand. "Tattoos."

"When did you get the tattoo?"

"Tattoo stickers."

"So the courier just delivered tattoo stickers?"

"That's right! I designed it myself, and I found an online store to order it."

With a snap, the gardening shears in Wolfgang's hand fell to the ground.

"You... why did you buy tattoo stickers?"

"Let's try it first. If the effect is good, I'll get a formal tattoo."

"Would you like to wear a nose ring, cut your mohawk hair, wear a leather jacket with nails, ride a motorcycle, and become a street racer?" Wolfgang beat his chest in pain, "My son is rebellious! You rebellious!"

Scott was furious: "It's not!!!"