Chapter 675: The Demon Hunter Between Demons I

The Incubus System Chapter 665. The Demon Hunter Between Demons I

I approached my front door, reached for my keys and jingled them in the lock. The door swung open with a creak and I stepped into the dimly lit foyer. A sign that Celia hadn't gone down yet. I paused for a moment, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness before flicking on the lights.

"Celia, we have a guest!" I shouted, hoping to catch her attention, announcing my return and Larry's existence.

But it wasn't her who answered me. My furry friends were all over us. Red ran towards us wagging his tail frantically, while Shadow sauntered over to greet us with his trademark aloofness. Rave flew over from his perch on the windowsill, while Buni hopped over to join the commotion.

They all seemed to be vying for Larry's attention, looking up at him with their big, expressive eyes, and nudging him with their noses and paws. They were hesitant around him, unsure of how he would react to their acts. Larry was their first guest after all.

"It's okay. He is my friend," I announced to them. It meant they could play with him without exposing their identity.

And to their delight, Larry was more than happy to oblige.

"Hey there, little guys!" Larry exclaimed as he bent down to pat Red's head, scratching behind his ears. "My name is Larry. Nice to see you!"

He then turned his attention to Shadow, who was purring contentedly at his feet and picked him up, cradling him in his arms. Shadow squirmed a bit but soon settled into Larry's embrace, nuzzling his chin with his whiskers. It was a rare sight for me.

Rave, who had been perched on Larry's shoulder, flapped his wings excitedly and squawked in approval, while Buni hopped over to Larry's other side, thumping his hind legs on the ground in excitement.

I watched them from the sidelines and couldn't help but smile at the sight of my pets all gathered around Larry. It was clear that he had won their hearts with his easy charm and playful nature.

"You really have a way with animals," I remarked. "I've never seen them take to someone so quickly."

Larry grinned. "I guess I just have a natural affinity for them," he replied. "They sense that I'm a kindred spirit, you know?" he said in his typical prideful tone.

I chuckled due to his statement. "Yeah, right," I scoffed and went inside. "Make yourself at home."

"Thanks," he said as he went to the sofa.

Rather than accompanying him, I climbed up the stairs. "Celia?" I called her once again.

But she didn't answer me. I found it odd that she wasn't responding, but perhaps she was taking a nap or simply had her headphones on.

Once I was in front of her room, I decided to be courteous and gently knocked on the door, but still, there was no response.

I slowly turned the door handle and pushed the door open, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of movement. My sight quickly caught Celia who was sleeping soundly in her bed, wrapped up in a cozy comforter with Foxy curled up beside her.

From the pile of leftover tissue on the floor, it was clear that she spent the whole day crying till she fell asleep.

'I'll just order takeout for dinner,' I thought, 'Well, maybe an extra snack would be a good idea.' I closed the door slowly, trying not to make any noise that would wake Celia or Foxy.

I descended the stairs. The noise of laughter and barking pricked my ears. I made my way toward the living room, where I saw Larry playing with Red. The dog was wagging his tail excitedly as Larry scratched his belly, and Red kept licking his face over and over again. Larry laughed happily, his face filled with joy.

I couldn't help but smile at the sight. Although they were demons, I was glad to see that he had taken a liking to Larry as well. I knew that Larry had always wanted a dog, but unfortunately, his mother was allergic to animal fur.

My legs moved to the fridge while I still kept my eyes on them.

"Do you want a drink?" I offered as I opened the fridge. Since we had just done our shopping yesterday, we had plenty of drinks and food to choose from.

Larry turned to me, his eyes still twinkling with delight. "What do you have?" he asked, his hand continuing to stroke Red's head. The dog leaned into his touch, his tail wagging even more fiercely.

"I have soda, orange juice, cranberry juice, and...." I trailed off. Before I could finish my sentence, Larry interrupted me.

"Beers?" he asked hopefully, a mischievous glint in his eye.

I turned to him and gave him a flat stare, my lips quirking into a smile. "Milk," I corrected him, chuckling at his response.

"Soda it is," he said, still grinning from ear to ear.

I grabbed two cans of soda from the fridge, feeling the cold metal in my hand as I made my way over to Larry. He looked up at me with a wide smile as I sat down beside him, offering him one of the cans.

"Thanks," he said, accepting it eagerly.

I took a long sip from my own can, feeling the fizzy liquid tingling on my tongue. Larry took a sip from his soda, his eyes darting around the room. He looked like he was searching for something.

"Where's Celia?" he finally asked, turning to me with a curious expression on his face.

"She's sleeping in her room," I replied, watching as Larry's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Sleep?" he exclaimed, glancing over at the clock on the wall. "At this hour?" he asked, disbelief written all over his face.

I couldn't help but smile wryly at his reaction. "Yeah," I said, nodding my head. "Shit just happened," I added, before taking another sip of my soda.

Larry leaned back against the sofa, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his tone laced with concern. "Did she just break up?" His eyes searched mine for answers.

"Nah. It's worse than that." My voice was heavy with regret.

He furrowed his brows, his expression conveying his confusion. "What could be worse than that?"

"We just got news about our mom. The police have caught her," I explained, the words tumbling out in a hushed whisper.

"Isn't that great?" His tone was upbeat, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"It is." My voice was laced with bitterness, my eyes downcast. "But it also means we have to face our past." And facing a bad past when things were just starting to get better was not something fun. There was a strong urge that drove us to run, yet we knew if we didn't face it now then the past would forever chase us.