The Incubus System Chapter 667. The Demon Hunter Between Demons III
"Hey... wait for a second." He rose from his seat, a pout forming on his lips. "Where's my souvenir?" he complained, his eyes locked onto the bag I held in my hand.
I smiled innocently, knowing exactly where this was going. "I forgot," I said simply.
And sure enough, his reaction was everything I had expected it to be. He fell dramatically onto the sofa beside him, his shock clear on his face. He even put his sad face on his face, a move that never failed to make me roll my eyes.
"I-I'm your best friend," he stammered his voice heavy with disappointment. "But you forgot about me." His words were accompanied by a trademark dramatic voice that he had perfected over the years.
"Even Ruby got a souvenir, but I didn't..." he complained in a sad voice, his eyes locked onto the bag in my hand.
I couldn't help but cringe at his antics.
He covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to cry in a way that would make even the most seasoned soap opera actor proud. His head tilted back, his legs buckling beneath him as if he were a tragic character in some Greek tragedy.
"I bet you also forgot that you promised to play video games with me," he added, his voice thick with disappointment.
My pets, who sat neatly in front of us, seemed to enjoy Larry's acting, wagging their tails in excitement. But as much as his theatrics amused me, I couldn't ignore the truth behind his words.
'Shit...I forgot,' I thought to myself, feeling a pang of regret in my chest. But I wasn't about to admit that to him. Instead, I put on my best fake laugh and said, "I remember, just tell me when. Ahahaha..." I ended the sentence with a nervous laugh, my mind racing with self-criticism.
'I'm so fucked up,' I thought to myself, berating myself for forgetting something as simple as that.
Larry's sharp gaze turned to me as he spoke, his voice firm with determination. "Tomorrow! No buts!" he said, emphasizing each word. His dramatic display was now replaced with a more serious expression.
"Okay, tomorrow!" I agreed without hesitation, not wanting to disappoint him further. My mind was already racing, trying to come up with a plan to make it up to him. Maybe I could bring over some pizza or snacks to our gaming session, or suggest trying out a new game that we had both been excited to play.
Suddenly, Larry cleared his throat, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Good. Now, I need to excuse myself," he said, his tone apologetic.
I nodded in understanding. "No problem, I'll accompany you back," I replied, grabbing the bag of souvenirs for Mrs. Clea.
We made our way out of the door. Larry turned to me with a small smile. "Thanks for coming with me," he said, his gratitude clear in his tone.
I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "No problem, man. It's on the way anyway," I said.
After bidding each other farewell, he made his way to the nearby bus stop. I watched him go and turned to head toward Mrs. Clea's house.
I took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell, waiting patiently as I heard the sound of shuffling footsteps from inside. The door creaked open, and there stood Mrs. Clea, who was looking at me with a bright smile on her face.
"Good evening, Mrs. Clea," I said, smiling at her. "I brought you a little something from my trip."
Her eyes lit up as I held out the bag of souvenirs, and she reached out to take it from me. "Oh, how sweet of you. Thank you so much."
"I was wondering if we could chat for a bit," I said, trying to sound casual. "It's been a while since we caught up."
Mrs. Clea's smile faltered slightly, and I could see the hesitation in her eyes. "That sounds lovely," she said, her voice soft. "But perhaps we could do it at your house. I could bring Alan and some food along too."
I was taken aback by her suggestion, but I nodded in agreement nonetheless. "Sure, that sounds great. I'll see you at my house then."
As Mrs. Clea turned to leave, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Looks like she wanted to get out of the higher-up's surveillance. Aside from that, one thing was also bugging me. If Alan found out about my pets that they were demons in disguise, it could spell trouble.
Once I entered my house, my pets greeted me eagerly. "Welcome back, Your Highness," they said in unison.
"Hey, guys, we're going to have some important guests over, so I need you all to behave like normal pets," I told them sternly.
"Okay," they replied obediently.
"Also there's one thing you need to be careful about. Mrs. Clea has a familiar named Alan, and he's not a normal human," I warned them, my voice lowering to a whisper.
"What do you mean?" Red asked, tilting his head.
"He's an elf familiar," I said, making sure to keep my voice down. "He's pretending to be Mrs. Clea's kid, but he's really a mystical being. I don't want him to suspect anything, so I need you guys to keep him distracted when I'm going to use my Mind Corruption on Mrs. Clea," I instructed.
"You can count on us," they replied confidently.
Not long after our conversation, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Mrs. Clea standing on my doorstep with a smile on her face. She held a tray of delicious-looking cookies in her hands, and behind her, I could see Alan looking around curiously.
"Hi there, I brought some food," she said cheerfully, holding up the tray.
I returned her smile and invited them in. My pets greeted them with wagging tails and friendly sniffs, but I could see the subtle glint of suspicion in their eyes as they looked at Alan.
"Please, make yourselves at home," I said, gesturing towards the living room.
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