The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

"Well, you ask." Mu Bai gradually closed his eyes, enjoying Maqima's caress indulgently - whether it's the way of touching a lover or the way of petting a dog, whatever is comfortable is enough.

"Who is the girl who bought you a Coke today?"

"...?"

This question made Mu Bai's eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened again.

He saw that there was still a gentle smile on Mazima's face, but there seemed to be a strange look hidden in the beautiful amber eyes.

"What's the matter, can't you answer?" Mazima's voice was still gentle, "Or should I guess by myself?"

"..." Mu Bai was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Her name is Vivian, isn't it?"

"..."

"She is very beautiful, and her long silver hair is as beautiful as the melting snow in early spring."

"..."

"She is the first new classmate you know, do you want to invite me to have a meal with you next time?"

"No need... She and I are just ordinary classmates... We just met by chance..."

"She bought you a Coke today." Maqima kept smiling, and silently placed a small smooth white hand on the other's neck. "Your hands seem to be touching... Shouldn't you repay her for such a big 'kindness'?"

"Uh..." Until now, Mu Bai didn't realize that the other party was such a person.

Under Maqima's appearance of not caring about anything, is there such a strong desire to control...

But I feel that this desire for control is not the pure desire for control—not the feeling that I don’t want to see my dog ​​wagging its tail at others, but another deeper and deeper desire for control...

can not say it clearly……

"Then it's settled." Maqima smiled and stood up, and the two big white legs wrapped in shorts walked further and further under Mu Bai's gaze.

"I will invite Miss Vivienne to have a light meal at home if it is convenient later, I hope you can keep a good distance from her before that, otherwise... the meal will not be very pleasant, right? ?”

There was the sound of sharpening knives in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, on the other side of San Francisco, America.

In a girl's dormitory.

Vivienne was packing her luggage, preparing to go home tomorrow - it just so happened that there was no class tomorrow.

You don’t need to bring too much clothes, two sets of change and washing are enough; you don’t need to bring daily necessities, you have them all at home; food... just bring some food, so that you don’t have to spend extra money on the road.

A roommate saw him and came over curiously, "Vivian, are you going home tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I plan to go home for two days." Vivienne replied while packing her things, "I want to go back and see my father."

"Oh~ What a good girl." The roommate nodded appreciatively, and asked again: "But tomorrow is just a full moon night, we are all going to go shopping, why don't you come together?"

"I... next time... sorry." Hearing the words "full moon night", Vivienne silently clenched the peaked cap on her head again.

"Well, that's a pity."

"Um...sorry..."

"Oh, no need to apologize, after all, family matters are more important." The roommate expressed her understanding.

Vivienne showed grateful eyes, and then returned to her seat.

She looked through the window at the moon in the sky.

Today is not a full moon night, but the moon is already very round...

Must hurry up and get out of here...

Chapter 9 "Acquaintances commit crimes"

Early the next morning, Mu Bai came to school again as if he was going to work.

The good news is that there is only one theory class today, and he will be free after just sleeping through it.

The bad news is... Maqima has something to go out today, and it doesn't matter if he's not at home.

He looked at the denim jacket hanging on the balcony, and suddenly remembered a very important thing—the clothes he borrowed the night he just walked out of the sea have not been returned.

Although it won't matter if you don't pay it back, but since you just have nothing to do right now, let's pay it back.

The quality still needs to be won.

It's definitely not because the jacket takes up space and is too wasteful to throw away.

It's not because it's too boring to stay at home alone and want to go out and see the scenery of America.

It's even more unlikely that it's because I want to walk around to see if I can meet a good opportunity to buy for zero yuan and take a few boxes of Coke.

It's really just because of quality - borrowing and repaying, and it's not difficult to borrow again.

After making up his mind, after eating lunch and taking a nap, Mu Bai packed up the jacket and took it out.

As for the one I robbed Maqima at that time...ah no, the one I borrowed... forget it, just give me some money as compensation.

"The weather is really nice, maybe it's just right for a drink at a seaside tavern..."

Mubai embarked on a journey to the beach in the direction of the sunset.

In fact, Vivienne is not a rich person.

On the contrary, she is actually very poor—although she doesn't have to rely on part-time jobs to afford her education, but she is still at the level where she has to budget carefully for meals and drinks on weekdays.

So much so that she didn't dare to take a special car or take a taxi on rare trips home. She could only take a long-distance bus with a suitcase for half a day, and had to transfer three stops on the way, which was very troublesome.

It wasn't until evening that she dragged her suitcase and saw the familiar little house.

She didn't tell her father that she was coming back today.She wanted to surprise her father.

She quietly put the luggage back in her room, then stood in the stairwell carefully and looked down.

Sure enough, the honest and honest middle-aged man was working hard.

In front of him, there were two other guests chatting with him while drinking.

They chatted in a low voice, but Vivian, who was born with keen five senses, could hear them clearly.

"Your wine doesn't taste right?" said one guest.

"That's right, why does it feel a little weird? Let it be astringent, but it's still a bit bland?" Another guest also expressed his opinion.

"Damn it, you shouldn't mix it with water, right?" the previous guest exclaimed.

"How dare you sell wine with water so expensive?!" The last guest was anxious.

"Look, where is there any good ale now? It's all wine from the wine cellar. You think it's too expensive, but I still think it's too expensive!" Vivienne's father knocked on the table while retorting.

"Is this wine bag real?"

"I own a tavern, can I still sell you fake wine to harm people?"

"I asked you about this wine... Hey, why am I a little bit unclear?"

"You are drinking too much, go home and rest quickly! Go, go!"

"This...isn't it right?"

"Oh, go back and rest quickly!"

Vivienne's father pushed the two guests out of the tavern with a good-natured look, and said some words of concern.

Vivian hid in the stairwell and witnessed all this.

This is her wonderful father - honest, warm, helpful.

"Old John, how is business today~?" Vivienne yelled with a smile.

The tavern owner who was called by his daughter's first name heard this question, and subconsciously replied: "It's not good!"

But when he was about to make up some nonsense to trick people into drinking, he suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar.

Turning his head to look, he really saw his daughter looking at him with a smiling face.

"Vivian? My God, is it really you?"

"It's me, father~!" Vivienne climbed over the fence nimbly and embraced her father.

Father and daughter embrace each other, and the atmosphere is particularly harmonious.

Old John hastily closed the door of the tavern, lest the two dead drunkards come back to trouble him just now—it would be troublesome if he was really found selling wine mixed with water.

"Why did you come back suddenly? Don't you have to go to class these days?"

"I thought you'd be back~" Vivienne smiled and acted coquettishly - although a girl of her age and her father acting coquettishly would make her look like a "good girl" and not cool at all, but she didn't care.

She has no mother since she was a child, and her father is her only family member. How can she not love her father?

"Okay, okay, kid..." Old John shook his head helplessly, "But don't think I'm stupid, I know you didn't come back just to see me."

"Is that the main reason~"

"Hey, don't try to lie to Old John, Old John is smart!"

Old John smiled and locked the door of the tavern, and the room went dark instantly.He turned on the lights in the tavern, adding a little more light to the dim environment.

"Today is the full moon night, do you want to come back and hide?"

"You guessed it..." Vivian stuck out her tongue.

Immediately afterwards, she finally took off the peaked cap that she had been wearing for an unknown amount of time.

She brushed aside her silver-white hair, revealing a pair of pointed...

animal ears.

Wolf ears, to be exact.

"You can take a good rest at home today." Old John looked at the pair of wolf ears, without showing the slightest strange expression on his face - he had seen this pair of wolf ears many times.

Whether his daughter is human or not, it is his daughter.

How can there be a father who dislikes his daughter in the world?

"I won't be open for business today, I will cook you a delicious meal!"

"Okay~~~" Vivienne showed a happy smile.

"But I have to go out and buy some good meat and vegetables first." Old John said while putting on his coat. "You really didn't tell me in advance when I came back, which made me in such a hurry now."

"I want to give you a surprise~"

"Surprise? It's more like a shock."

Old John's mouth was disgusted, but his tone was very gentle.

"Anyway, you wait at home first, I'll go shopping."

"Okay~~~" Vivian nodded obediently.

The tavern doors opened and closed, and there was a familiar smell in the air—alcohol and sea air.

Vivienne sat in her father's place, looking at the spotlessly clean cups that were wiped several times a day, her heart felt warm again - she used to listen to her father telling stories while working at the front desk.

She is very grateful to her father for allowing her a "monster" to grow up healthy and happy.

With emotion, she quietly waited for the arrival of the full moon night.

But... sometimes accidents come earlier than the full moon night.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a knock on the door of the tavern.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Is anyone there? I'm here to return the things." A man's voice sounded outside the door.

As soon as she heard someone coming, Vivian immediately put on her peaked cap to cover her wolf ears on top of her head.