Chapter 15: Relatives?

My gaze fell on the boy. While I pondered what to answer, the boy asked again. "Who are you?" Raising my hand and showing the katana I was holding, I asked doubtfully, "Isn't it obvious? I kill demons.

" His gaze stopped at the katana and then he looked back at the two girls behind him. One of the girls stepped forward and spoke to the boy, 

"Look at this! I told you it was definitely a demon." Listening to their conversation, there seems to be something surprising. The girl seemed to know that the middle-aged man was a demon. I asked the girl, "How did you know that the man was a demon?"

When I asked the girl, all three turned their attention back to me. The girl began to speak, but the boy interrupted her, "She saw the demon transform." Seeing him speak hastily seemed to protect the girl. Well, it was all even to me, though I wondered if it was true or if she could sense demons somehow. Glancing around where there were subtle sounds of moaning, I looked at them again. 

"Since you're here, you must have a way to deal with the people here. So I'll be on my way." Stepping forward, I saw them become wary, walking backward to open the way for me.

As I passed by, I remembered that building where demons and humans coexisted. Glancing at the girl again, I warned her, "Be careful with your gift. It might doom you to death." Having said these words, I went up the stairs. They did not say anything. I wanted to get out of here quickly because maybe they had already reported this place.

When I finally got back into town, it was already dusk.

Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate. Upon opening it, I expected to see a message from my sister, but instead it was from Litta. I read the message with doubt. Litta informed me that the teacher was looking for me, and as the head of the class, she was obliged to contact me. The teacher had asked why I had not been attending school and Litta had informed her that I may not be feeling well. After informing her that I would not be able to attend school for at least another week, I put the phone back.

Due to today's events, the sense of urgency was getting more intense. I grabbed a bite to eat and watched the radar for a while. Then, I started walking around the crowded streets. At this time, I opened the performance window to see how much experience I had accumulated. It showed [4885/10000], so I was halfway there. I closed the window and focused again on the radar.

Later on, I realized that I had killed two more demons, which put me halfway to level 6. When I was going back, I wondered why nothing fell out of the demons. Although I killed them easily, they were probably below level 4. I remembered that the demons in the small base could have blocked my hit, so they were probably at level 5. I thought to myself that according to the logic in games, the higher the level of NPCs, the higher the chance of them dropping items, but dropping special items was always rare. However, it was clear that items could drop from demons of level 5 and above.

I thought about money and considered the possibility of a magic store. Unfortunately, I didn't know the location. There was a chance to find out from those three, but staying there long enough would be like being under surveillance. 

Even my sister didn't know how fast I was getting stronger, but she could have guessed that I fought demons by looking at my injuries. Should I still ask her? I shook my head quickly.

There's another way to keep an eye on people at the academy. If I'm lucky, I'll find such a place. If not, let's hope we get some good items. At the very least, I can go straight to the gun store.

As I understand it, during the fight with the big guy, the demon died from a gun. I don't know if there's a difference between a gun and a regular gun, but that can be decided when we try it. Imagining several demons rushing at me at the same time, at that moment, you pull a huge machine gun out of your inventory and pull the trigger. That would be a good tactic. Or use a crossbow, although I've never tried it. But I'll have to check it out. Most likely, the demon won't die from a single shot.

When I got home, I opened the door and went in. But what made me stop in my tracks was that there were several people besides my sister. At that moment, all eyes turned to me. My sister was sitting in the living room on the right, and there were three people in front of her: a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and a young man who looked no older than my sister. After looking for a moment, I ignored them and started up the stairs, but then the young man who was sitting to the side rose from his seat and said hello to me.

"Hey cousin, long time no see," he said, an action that made me stop again. Turning my head, I looked at him doubtfully. A cousin? Are these relatives? Seeming to see my doubts, the young man started talking again.

"Cousin, is it polite to ignore us like this?" he said, rolling his eyes. I went downstairs, wondering what was going on here.

As I approached them, I sat down not far from both sides. I said nothing and looked at them questioningly. 

"Cousin, don't you remember us?" When I heard the guy's voice again, I ignored it and looked at my sister, who was still silent. Seeing that I was looking at her, her face, as always, expressed no emotion, but she began to explain. 

"This is Uncle Gage and Aunt Alvina, and their son Colby. You probably don't remember them because you were little."

Well, Ember's childhood memories are few, and no matter how many times I looked up those names, they only came up during a few conversations. But they haven't been to this house before, and I can already guess that it's not clean. They haven't been involved in Amber and Vanessa's lives for so long, but suddenly they show up with friendly smiles, and it's clear they want something from us. Nodding to my sister to show I understood, I looked at them again with the same questioning face.

"Cousin, why didn't you even say hello?" The annoying guy spoke again, and glaring at the sobbing couple in front of me, they seemed to agree with him. 

"Oh? Do you know the name of the security guard working outside the subway station?" My question puzzled him, and he made a puzzled face, thinking about it for a moment. 

"No, I don't." I nodded at his answer and asked the next question. 

"When you see him, do you say hello to him?"

 "Mmmm... no."

 The same puzzled look appeared on his face. He didn't seem to know what I was talking about. But I noticed that his parents' smiling faces were already fading. 

"Then why would I say hello to you if I don't even know who you are?" Watching their faces change made me feel very good.

Turning to my sister, I asked her a question.

"So, what's going on here?" I asked. My sister turned to the so-called uncle and aunt.

"You can leave. I already told you. I also warn you, if anything, this will end badly for you and whoever started all this," she said, her tone colder than usual. Seeing how these people kept changing their faces, I silently complimented my sister.

Finally, my uncle, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

"Vanessa, you too should know that it is impossible to go forward by force alone. There are many people as strong as you. I advise you to make the right decisions. Otherwise..."

"Enough. I said you can leave," my sister interrupted decisively, causing my uncle's face to become unsightly. He took a deep breath and stood up, and his son and wife stood up with him.

"Well, I already warned you. And as for Amber..." My uncle spoke and looked at me, and at that moment, I felt a chilling aura. Subconsciously looking at my sister, I saw her clench her hand into a fist, her face was murderous - it was the first time I had ever seen such an expression on her face. Why was she so angry? Was it because the other side had lost the same alleged warning? Or was it because it touched me? No, that's not possible. I couldn't help but remember her attitude toward me. It's clearly impossible. So it was only because the other party hadn't pestered her and drove her to it.

Finally, under the gaze of my sister, the three of them left the house. Although I was curious about what was going on here, seeing my sister's condition, to be honest, I hesitated to talk. This uncle clearly had something to say about me, but it seemed mostly to be about my sister.

When she finally left for the training room, I breathed a sigh of relief. As I walked up the stairs, I heard a muffled clap in my ears. The sound was coming from the training room. Most likely she was too angry about what they said, and now she was venting her anger.

After a while, I took a bath and lay down on the bed. All sorts of things were going through my head, and I couldn't sleep because of it. For some time, I was cooking, and suddenly remembered a good method to calm down. But because of this, I could feel my face burning. Although I had done it several times, the thought of it still made me listen.

After thinking about it for a while, I turned on my phone. Knowing that I was doing something wrong, I entered a search in the browser. I found a site with obscene content and felt my heartbeat gradually increase. Other than that, the familiar heat was coming from the bottom. Finally finding a video to my liking, I wanted to click. Luckily, I remembered and hastily turned off the sound.

Launching into the video, I saw the beautiful female body gradually bare. Reaching out and touching her labia, I slowly began to massage them. Watching the video as the girl's breasts were exposed, and feeling the gradually increasing pleasure, I bit my lip hard. As the girl in the video made a graceful pose, for a moment, electricity ran through my body. She started to massage her pussy, and my hand movements became faster. Finally, some time later, my hips stretched out on their own, and a wave of euphoria went through my entire body.

"Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," a moan escaped my lips involuntarily. My thoughts went blank, and I could clearly feel the difference. It felt really good this time. When some time had passed, my gaze turned again to the phone screen.

At that time, the girl in the video had already taken a huge rubber cock in her hands and furiously plunged it into herself. When I saw this, I hastily closed the video and put the phone back. A picture of a girl with a dildo in her pussy came to mind. I quickly shook my head, but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to insert something inside myself. So far, though I had the urge to stick my finger inside, I never did. Shaking my head again, I quickly came to my senses. What the hell am I thinking? I'm a man...

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