[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

The food is full, the cups and plates are messed up.The two, who had a big belly after eating, sat on the sofa and changed their medicines.

"I said...you don't eat glutinous rice balls every meal, do you?" Tiqi raised his right hand in the air and let himself be manipulated.

"Of course, there are many other things." The boy untied the bandage, and a hideous wound was exposed, stretching its teeth and claws like a centipede, across the entire palm.And that centipede seemed to have crawled into his heart, and there was a dull pain somewhere in his chest.

"I'm not a picky eater."

"Partial eclipse is not good, boy." Tiqi looked at the empty paper bags on the table, "You are about to be flooded with glutinous rice balls. I am not picky eaters, nor are I partial to eclipses..."

"Nonsense," the boy exposed the lie mercilessly, "You have never touched that bag of mustard glutinous rice balls."

"That's too much to eat."

"Liar."

"Well, just treat me as a picky eater," the uncle generously conceded, "For you, I am indeed a picky eater. It would not suit anyone else."

"Tiqi, stop making trouble." Allen wrapped up the bandage and carefully tied the knot—as if it was on his heart.

"I am serious."

"Well, I ate too much, I'm going to the bathroom."

"The toilet is not over there, this side—"

"Oh."

Watching the back of the young man turning away in a daze, Tiqi raised his right hand that had just been bandaged, and gently pressed his lips to the knot.

Just a shallow kiss, a little affectionate and a little drunk.

But I don't know if it's drunk or sin.

Today's glutinous rice balls are really sweet.

When Allen returned to the living room, Tiqi had already cleared the tea table and was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

"How about your injury?" Tiqi put his thumb on Allen's left eye, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little bit of skin."

"Speaking of which, you performed well that day. Can't tell, you have a high level of comprehension."

"Ok?"

"It's the first time to shoot in actual combat, and the accuracy is surprisingly good," Tiqi gestured with his fingers. "It also saved my life. I have to thank you."

"I, that, it's just luck..." Allen looked away, "The situation was critical at the time, and I didn't think too much about it."

There was a brief silence.

"It's just a little scratched, but it's also disfigured." Tiqi stroked the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes regretfully, "What a face."

"It's okay," Allen said with a smile, pulling off a few bangs and covering his forehead, "It won't be visible in this way."

Tiqi stared at the boy's smiling face for a long time, feeling a little embarrassed seeing him all the time, so he suddenly spoke.

"I have a secret recipe, just wait a moment."

"Eh? What's the secret..." Allen was wondering, when the person in front of him got up and went upstairs.

Half a minute later, Tiqi reappeared with his hands behind his back.

"Close your eyes."

"what?"

"Never mind. Shut up."

"What is so mysterious..."

"Shut up quickly, this is an order."

"Okay, I'll close it, how long will it take...hey, what are you doing..." As soon as Allen closed his eyes, he felt a strange feeling, something scratched on his forehead, making it very itchy.

"Don't move around, it'll be fine soon." The man who was tinkering held his head with one hand.

"Then tell me what I'm doing first..." Allen quietly opened his right eye, and dimly saw a pair of eyes staring intently at his forehead, and his lips with silky curves were so close to him .

"Close your eyes."

"Oh."

The breath with a faint smell of tobacco has gradually surrounded him.

"Okay, let's see." The release order was finally issued.

"Eh? Eh——!"

Allen looked at himself in the mirror, dumbfounded.

"what is this?!"

"What is what? A tattoo." Tiqi stood behind with Alian's shoulders on his shoulders, looking at the face in the mirror with satisfaction, "Well, it's perfect!"

"Perfect your size!" the victim protested loudly. "What did you take my face for, a scribble board?"

"Don't say that, it's too sad. I draw very seriously." Tiqi shook the oil pen in his hand, "It's quite difficult to draw with the left hand, even for someone as skilled as me... Hey, don't wipe it!"

"Idiots don't rub it, the original scar looks much better than this one..."

"how is this possible--"

"It was originally," the boy pointed to the pentagram on the left forehead unwilling to be outdone, "and what is it? Pentagram? Is your graffiti at the kindergarten level?"

"It's called a pentagram, you know, pentagram." Tiqi said plausibly, "Don't underestimate it, this symbol not only symbolizes the goddess of the underworld in ancient mythology, but also symbolizes the demon-eliminating array in Yin-Yang and Five Elements, and is also used by alchemists. The sorcerer as a mannequin symbol; the upside-down pentagram as a demonic symbol for Satan, and... hey I said no rub!"

"let me go……"

"No."

"Let me wipe it off!"

"No."

"You are too domineering!"

"No, no, no, I..."

"Yo, very energetic, little Tiqi."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the door, and Allen's mind was buzzing, and he forgot to argue for a while.

This voice is him.

"Mr. Millennium, I told you not to add the word 'small'." Tiqi reminded me tirelessly.

"Oh? It seems that there is a little guest." The other party ignored it as usual.

"Qian, Qiannian is good." Allen heard his own voice say.

"How are your injuries? Tiqi, your hands are too valuable, so be careful and protect them."

"Yes, don't worry, this flesh injury will heal in a few days."

"Little Allen just joined and encountered this kind of thing. Are you frightened?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, the Millennium Lord went on to say, "But it is also good to exercise. The wolf cub who has been injured the most is the minion when he grows up. Often the sharpest."

"Well, I see, Lord Millennium."

"I heard from Tiqi that you performed well that day." The elder stepped forward, patted Allen on the head, and looked at him from behind the small mirror, "Do well."

Allen raised his head, and met a deep gaze hidden in kindness.For a moment, he felt like he was seen through.

"A large part of this is due to me," Tiqi said triumphantly before Allen could answer, "Famous teachers give rise to great apprentices."

"This is also your masterpiece." The Millennium Lord pointed to the left eye of Allen's "dragon and phoenix dance", "You are still so wicked."

"I can't change it," Tiqi shrugged, "It's such an old age."

Allen stood between the two, not knowing what to say.

He felt surprised, if it was seen by an uninformed person, this scene looked like a chat between the young and old, and the harmony was naturally impeccable.

"Speaking of which, Lord Millennium, what are you doing this time?" Tiqi restrained himself a little casually, "I don't think you, a busy man, have time to come and see one or two wounded."

"Of course it's not as simple as one or two wounded people. I'm very optimistic about both of you, so you should also be aware of it." The Millennium Lord also became serious, "But there is indeed something wrong, you come with me. "

"where to?"

"Have a meal."

"what?"

"what?"

"Why, Boss treats guests, don't you want to slaughter them?"

Before waiting for an answer, the Millennium Lord had already stepped out first, and the hesitant two looked at each other for a few times, then followed respectfully.That's all, let's have afternoon tea.

Today is really...

Good luck.