Previous possession : Black Beared Baldy

"Rohit, did your father have bald hair?" I asked, wearing a somewhat intrigued expression.

"Well, no. From what I recall, he had a nice set of hair," he said, tossing the body he was holding into the flames.

"Then, how did you go bald? you are only in your twenties.

"How about you stop staring at me and do some work?"

"well I am working taklu (baldie)"I whispered

"What?"

"Let's finish this up and grab a bite to eat."

As we work together and are close friends, I have known Rohit for a long time. He has a well-toned body; perhaps he works out frequently. Even though he is in his twenties, he is bald. He looks great with his massive beard and bald head, in my opinion. Is it just me, though, or something else?

Once the final corpse was burned, we proceeded to the organization to inform them that our work has been completed.

We work for a private organization that specializes in killing possessed humans.

It is a job that can be applied for by either people who are possessed by angels or people like me who have been blessed by God.

Our last request was to get rid of an occult that was attempting to resurrect a demon.

A demon can interact with this world in a variety of ways. Firstly, it is possible for them to possess other humans. This is made easier when the human is deceased, which is why it is customary to either bury or burn the deceased's body.

Secondly, lower demons that are unable to possess humans can begin to haunt people. They torment the victim until they die.

Lastly, there is resurrection, where the demons body actually exists in this world and does not need a medium.

"So,..."

"Need anything?" I asked.

"What are your plans once our work is completed?" he inquired while driving the car.

"Let's see... maybe some sleep."

I have been watching late-night television for a few days, which has prevented me from getting enough sleep.

"How about we go watch some movies together, if there is nothing specific you need to do?"

I immediately thought, "Is he asking me out on a date?" and then I recalled my mother saying, "Women who play hard to get are attractive to guys."

"I don't want people to see me with a weirdo like you" I said trying to control my excitement.

"I am paying for the popcorns."

"What about dinner?"

"What? Sigh, okay."

"If you drive this slowly, we will lose the starting," I exclaimed.

I apologize, mom; it appears that your daughter has been convinced.

"We still have about an hour—"

"I prefer to watch the commercials before the movie."

"..."

We headed straight for the theater after completing some paperwork at the organization. I wanted to watch a horror film, but he wanted us to watch a foreign action fantasy called Necklace of Lords. We therefore had a disagreement and decided to watch the animated movie Finding Reco in the end.

We went to the restaurant after the movie, and Baldy gave me a treat. After placing our food order, we began talking about the movie.

"That was a good film."

" Yeah! "It was so good that you started crying when Reco was reunited with his parents. I had no idea you were capable of crying."

I was so engrossed in the movie that I was unaware when tears were streaming from my eyes, so I felt a little embarrassed and happy that he noticed that.

"What do you mean I was not crying?" I asked, attempting to refute his assertions.

I kicked his leg, which was inside the table.

"Ouch! Don't kick me."

"what? I asked, trying to appear innocent.

Even though I was to blame, I refused to accept it, and we got into another argument. After losing the argument, he simply sat in his seat with an annoyed expression on his face.

The entire restaurant was empty, possibly due to the late hour, and Rohit was still sulking and unwilling to strike up a conversation after losing the argument. Although there was silence, I somehow want it to last. Maybe he had the same thought?

The waiter returned with the food and placed it on the table. Following our meal, we placed an order for dessert.

"I got asked out by one of the guys in our division," I said, breaking the silence between us.

"I had no idea that there was a person who desired to date a gorilla... You are in a relationship, then? He said, with a slightly troubled expression in his eyes.

"No, I turned him down."

"...why?"

Because I am in love with you.

"There is someone else I like already."

I said, putting a cutesy expression on my face and looking deeply into his eyes, hoping he would take the hint.

Hearing that, he lowered his head, and once more silence fell upon us.

"You know, there is a lake nearby that is famous for its scenery at night."

"Yes, I have been there," I said, lowering my head, feeling a little dejected.

Trying to shift the topic just to avoid having to face it—he is always been the kind of guy who keeps things to himself, so I knew this kind of thing was going to happen.

"Should we go there? I have something to tell you."

"Y-yes"

Following that incident, I felt as though I would never be able to see color again because everything around me had lost its vibrancy. Then I met this guy who suffered the same fate as me and had the same expression in his eyes. The more time we had together, the more I sensed that the gray world that I was in was beginning to lighten.

I got my hopes up, even though it might be something else.