Warm interior, soft sofa, silence all around, with silent peace.

"You seem to be recovering well, how are you doing lately?"

The question rang out, Lorenzo nestled in the sofa, wrapped himself tightly, turned his head to look at the visitor, and thought for a while.

"It's not bad. I have to admit, the difference is quite big, but I'm gradually getting used to it... Actually, if you look at it this way, it's a different experience."

"for example?"

"I'm learning to cook recently, and I'm terrible at it, but sometimes when I take a bite of something I've made by myself, it feels... like chasing a demon for days and nights and splitting it open with a sword. There's something inexplicable about it.

Feeling good."

After thinking for a long time, Lorenzo came up with such a way of describing it. Eve, who was sitting next to him, was stunned. After a short pause, she laughed endlessly.

"Should I say he is worthy of Mr. Lorenzo Holmes?"

The laughter continued, and Lorenzo's expression became stiff.

"What's so funny about this."

"No, am I just sighing for your clear thinking, or are you talking about your single-mindedness towards monsters?"

Eve almost burst into tears from laughter, and after a while she finally stopped and looked sideways at Lorenzo.

Lorenzo also looked at her, and combined with some recent experiences, he couldn't help but say.

"However, I think it's a little strange."

"What's weird?"

"For example, everyone doesn't seem to 'respect' me very much."

Lorenzo looked at Eve and said seriously, "How dare you laugh at me!"

As he said this, he was about to pick up something and throw it on Eve, but he stretched out his hand to grab it and realized that the office had been tidied up, and there was no longer the kind of person who could just grab a book casually.

situation.

More importantly, if he really makes a mess here again, when the "adult" comes back, he will inevitably be beaten and kicked again. Thinking of this, Lorenzo stopped, leaned on the sofa, sighed, and looked at

Float out the window.

"That guy is the same. He's been doing something to me lately."

"Use your hands and feet?"

Hearing this, Eve's eyes lit up.

"Yes, by punching and kicking, are you bullying me into becoming a mortal?"

Lorenzo recalled the experience of the past few days. In the name of rehabilitation, Seleu came to harass him every day, making him uneasy. Moreover, from the visiting Eve, he could also feel that something had changed.

Everyone's attitude towards him changed.

"No, it's just that we are finally equals, Lorenzo."

Eve said, looking at Lorenzo with a smile.

"You seem to have never realized this, right?"

"What's the matter? I thought we were quite equal."

Lorenzo didn't know, he didn't even understand why Eve said that. He had always treated you all as friends, and there was no difference in his opinion.

"How is that possible? You are a demon hunter, so powerful that you are suffocating. Even if you don't participate in the killing, you can live a hundred years peacefully with only your secret blood. We ordinary people can't do that."

Eve explained, "Even if you think we are equal, from our point of view, there is still an insurmountable gap between us, right?"

Lorenzo was silent and thinking. He didn't think about these things from the perspective of his friends, and he was a little confused.

"I have to admit, Lorenzo, when you were a demon hunter, you carried a divinity that was difficult to conceal. No matter how close we are, the divinity still exists. Sometimes this doesn't feel like a friend, but more like..."

"The master and his beloved pet?"

Lorenzo said in time, Eve was stunned and her expression became unexpectedly complicated.

"This description is quite accurate, right?"

Eve also couldn't understand Lorenzo. This guy always spoke shockingly and had strange circuits in his brain, like some kind of strange disease, and this disease became more and more serious as he returned to normal.

Got up.

"Yes, Lorenzo, just like the master and his beloved pet, we are poor mortals. A precise stray bullet will kill us. After waiting for decades, you are still strong and strong, but we

I am getting old..."

Eve looked at Lorenzo's gradually silent expression, and she exclaimed, "You seem to have never considered this, right?"

Lorenzo didn't respond, and no one knew what he was thinking. Eve stood up and continued.

"But it's different now. You abandoned your divinity and became a mediocre mortal like us."

Eve said with a smile.

"Is this so..."

Lorenzo probably understood what Eve meant. No matter how close their relationship was, there was still an invisible barrier between them.

But things are different now, everyone has become mediocre mortals, all the glory has become the past, and only the precious present is left.

"ah……"

Lorenzo sighed. He still had a lot to learn about the ordinary. Thinking of this, he lifted off the blanket wrapped around him and stood up.

"Then I'll go out for a walk first. Seliu should be back in the afternoon. She said there are some things that need to be dealt with."

Not long after Seleu left, Eve came. Lorenzo thought she would arrive with the others in the evening, but she came unexpectedly early.

"Do you still have to work on God's birthday?" Eve said.

"Who called her a duke? We have ended our dark destiny, but don't forget that before that, we were still fighting a world war?"

Lorenzo felt a headache when he thought about this, but he didn't need to worry about this kind of thing. The rest could be left to the builders of the country.

The dark fate has ended, and there is no need for the builders to start a world war. Now the builders are extremely busy, constantly mediating, trying to prevent the continuation of the war. Of course, all this has nothing to do with Lorenzo.

, he just needs to rest in peace and recuperate.

"Then I went out for a walk. After staying in the house for a long time, I need to breathe some fresh air."

Lorenzo put on his coat and picked up the crutch. After a pause, Lorenzo looked at the crutch in his hand and a strange smile appeared on his face.

There is no need to fight with people anymore, and this time there is no sharp blade in the crutch.

After waving to Eve, Lorenzo walked out of the office and wandered on the cold streets. The cold air filled his mouth and nose, making the world in front of him clear.

The streets were obviously much more crowded than usual, and the shops on the streets were also decorated with various decorations. Even during the day, they were brightly lit.

“It’s my birthday in a blink of an eye.”

Lorenzo sighed with emotion as he walked aimlessly in the maze of Old Dunling. After an unknown amount of time, he noticed the children on the streets.

Two boys and a girl were lying outside the window of the cake shop, looking at the cakes expectantly. Several of them rummaged through their pockets, but they still couldn't get enough money.

"Why don't you go home?"

Someone suggested, but the other child was still watching reluctantly. At this time, a shadow passed by, and Lorenzo came over and said to the clerk.

"Here, please pack two copies for me."

The clerk packed the cake into two portions and handed it to Lorenzo. Only then did he realize that the cake was much larger than it looked in the window and was filled with cream.

The three children looked at Lorenzo, and Lorenzo looked at them, and then handed one of them over.

The girl took the cake with a blank look on her face. After a while, Lorenzo said.

"Happy Birthday to God."

He left with a smile and walked to a bench on the street. The children cheered and thanked him behind him.

Lorenzo has gradually become aware of the dislocation of losing power. Sitting on a bench on the street, the cold in the past could not disturb him too much, but now he rubbed his hands in the cold.

Without thinking of where to go for a moment, he sat on the bench and opened the cake.

"So many?"

Lorenzo frowned when he looked at such a large portion, picked up his fork and ate without cutting it.

In the busy streets, people were coming and going, Lorenzo was enjoying the tranquility of being isolated from the world, minding his own business and eating cakes in the cold wind.

A carriage stopped in front of him, and then an unexpected guest appeared. He looked at Lorenzo with a bit of disgust, and then sat next to him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the two were silent until Lorenzo couldn't bear it. He picked up another fork, took out a barely decent piece of cake, and asked the guy next to him.

"Want a piece?"

Arthur turned his head and looked at Lorenzo holding the cake, with a helpless smile on his old face.

"As expected, you are still the same Lorenzo."

He made inexplicable exclamations, which made Lorenzo very uncomfortable.

"Why do you remember eating cake here? Isn't it cold?" Arthur and Lorenzo started chatting.
To be continued...