Denci sat lazily in the sofa booth with a cup of steaming coffee in front of him.
Less than five meters away from him, a variety of people wearing police demon hunter uniforms and civilian clothes stood beside him, looking around with vigilance.
As soon as he reached for the coffee cup, Denci was stopped.
"The coffee is very likely to be poisoned! It must be inspected before you can drink it!" The speaker was a man with glasses who had his blond hair slicked back into a slicked back. He was Kusakabe of Miyagi's Anti-Demon Class 2.
"Ah?? I bought this coffee with my own money, why should I listen to your orders? And who are you?" Denji looked up at Kusakabe in displeasure.
Veins popped up on Kusakabe's forehead: "We have been protecting you day and night for two days and two nights, and you actually ask me who I am?"
"There are so many new characters appearing all at once, how can I remember them!" Denji shouted back confidently.
Although that Machima is beautiful, she is really nosy. Not only does she gather a large group of people around her, but she also restricts all her actions in a rude manner.
You have to control who you meet, the route you take when you go out, what you eat and drink, and even which foot to step out first before you make a decision.
Denci misses Mr. Suzhan's free-range management at the moment. Mr. Suzhan, where have you been? Come back and save me!
Kusakabe looked unkind: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember the name, but we are all experts in personal protection and have been ordered to protect you. During this period, everything you say and do must obey my command."
"That's right, you have to follow Kusaka-kun's command. In addition, drinking too much coffee will cause insomnia. Insomnia will lead to poor health, and poor health will cause trouble for our security mission."
The speaker was a short-haired young man with a black mole between his eyebrows. He was Kusakabe's partner, Tamaki.
Hayakawa Akira and Himeno sat at the table next to them, with coffee cups in front of them. Himeno waved his hand with a smile: "Kusaka-kun, don't be so cautious, the coffee here is delicious, right?"
"Himeno-senpai, Mr. Kusaka is an expert in personal protection, so we should listen to his command." Hayakawa Akira had a different opinion.
Denci curled his lips and looked at Mr. Fu: "Brother Fu!!"
I mean, Lao Fu, hurry up and take care of these guys!
Mr. Fu pinched his eyebrows and said: "Dianji, I will repay you with the coffee money later. You listen to Kusaka-kun first."
"that……"
A beautiful girl wearing a clerk's uniform came over and asked hesitantly:
"Is there something wrong with the coffee in our store?"
"No, it's just that some of us here are intolerant to coffee." Yoshida Hirofumi, a tall and handsome young man with black hair and earrings, said with a smile.
At this time, Denci lifted the coffee cup while everyone was not paying attention and took a sip, which made his face distorted and ferocious: "Wow wow wow!! It's so hot! It tastes so bad! It's like hot sewer mud!!"
"You kid!" "Hold him down!" Kusakabe and Tamaki immediately rushed forward. One forcefully opened Denji's mouth and shined a flashlight inside, while the other took out a blood bag and prepared to pour it into his mouth.
Denci is different from humans. He can recover from injuries or even be resurrected by drinking blood. All the guards present know this.
Denji struggled desperately, kicking the table so that it kept shaking, and the coffee cup fell to the ground and shattered. The table next to Himeno and Hayakawa Akira also shook and fell to the ground, making the crisp sound of broken porcelain cups.
Hayakawa Akira and Himeno were furious and immediately joined the fight and held down Denji's legs, causing Denji to struggle even more.
Soon, the folk demon hunter Yoshida Hirofumi also joined the battlefield and sat directly on Denji, with a fake smile on his handsome face.
Both the coffee shop owner and the beautiful waitress were hiding behind the counter and did not dare to show their heads.
Mr. Fu covered his face with his hands and rubbed it slowly. He felt that his face was about to be wiped out by the electricity.
Bang!
At this moment, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open and the bell jingled.
Heather, wearing a dark blue casual open-waist suit and glasses, walked into the store, holding a wet wipe in her hand and wiping her hands slowly.
Pava, the Demon of Blood, followed behind him. He no longer jumped out of his usual image but looked at Heather with fear on his face.
"Mr. Heather, are you done?" Hayakawa Akira pressed Denji's leg hard while looking up at Heather.
"There are several killers who were targeting the chainsaw man, and they have been eliminated."
Heather threw away the wet wipes stained with other people's blood and turned her head slightly to look at Denci who was suppressed by the crowd:
“…a very novel way to drink coffee.”
"Which country's killer?" Mr. Fu asked quickly, not caring about the sadness and decadence of his lost good reputation.
"Japan." Heather pulled up a chair and sat down.
"There are also forces in Japan that are eyeing Denji-kun." Himeno patted Denji's face: "Denji-kun is so popular~"
After being force-fed with blood, Denci's mouth had recovered from the burn. He spat out the saliva mixed with blood and residual coffee, with a look of displeasure on his face: "I don't want to be so 'popular'!"
"Pava, what's wrong with you?" Hayakawa Qiu noticed that Pava, who was always noisy and noisy, was particularly quiet at this time, and couldn't help but asked curiously.
Pava was startled, and then he smiled sarcastically, sweating profusely: "It's okay, I'm very good."
Ten minutes ago, Heather said that his contracted demon noticed a few "comrades" approaching and suggested that he go out and have a look. Hayakawa Qiu was worried that Heather would be in danger alone and originally wanted to go out with Heather, but Pava volunteered.
Pava's thought was very simple. Among these people, there was this black-haired boy who looked easy to bully. After he went out, he showed off his terrifying power as a demon of blood in front of him. The other party would still worship me?
The uncle can accept a little follower openly, and then it is reasonable and reasonable to ask him to send delicious food and high-quality cat food to the uncle.
This uncle is really a Nobel Prize-level mind!
Then, in a remote alley near the cafe, Pava saw the so-called black-haired, four-eyed contract devil.
The killers who exerted the power of their respective contracted demons attacked Heather. Heather just raised her palm, cocked her thumb and little finger, and folded the other three fingers together to form a 90-degree angle.
"It's time to get to work, [Wolf]."
A huge wolf claw appeared out of thin air and crushed the killers to pieces. The blood and flesh exploded to pieces and covered the alley walls.
Immediately afterwards, a huge wolf head also emerged from the air, with long white manes flying like flames. Both the horns on its forehead and the huge mouth full of ferocious teeth showed its ferocity and bloodthirsty.
The golden wolf eyes slowly turned, looking down at Pava, and then the huge wolf opened its mouth and fiercely bit Pava.
And Pava didn't even have time to counterattack or dodge.
Just when the wolf's fangs were about to bite Pava, Heather waved her hand lightly:
"Don't eat this guy for now. You can go back, [Wolf]."
Pava swore that she could even smell the hot and smelly wind coming out of the wolf's mouth. She remained rigid and motionless until the huge wolf demon turned into smoke and dissipated.
If it hadn't been for Little Four Eyes...ah, no, Master Heather stopped that bastard wolf demon, I would really have been eaten!
Looking at Heather's harmless face again, Pava, who had always been domineering and domineering, was very cowardly, as obedient as he was when facing Su Zhan and Makima.
Pava's little follower failed to show up, and instead there was one more little follower from Heather.