Tsubaki's reaction unnerved me.

"You... Acquaintance?" I asked, but my father's expression made it clear that he didn't know Tsubaki.

"Oh... No, I recognized the wrong person, sorry. Tsubaki said embarrassedly.

There's a hint in her eyes... Panicky?

I looked at my father again, he was older, his hair was grayer, and he was a little strange.

Maybe it's really Tsubaki who recognized the wrong person.

"Come in and sit. Father took a step back and said sideways.

I hesitated for a moment and walked into this home that I hadn't been back to for a long time, but what I didn't expect was that Tsubaki, who was still in high spirits just now, stood at the door and refused to come in.

"What's wrong?" I asked, turning around.

"I... I still won't go in, you father and son haven't seen each other for so long, it's rare to have a good chat, if I'm an outsider here, I'll probably disturb you..."

"It's okay, come on. I held out my hand, "Isn't it because you have to come?"

"Alas," the father sighed suddenly, "what's your name?"

He was asking Tsubaki, but Tsubaki didn't answer, and his face turned even paler.

I looked at my father suspiciously, and I always felt that there was something different from before.

This feeling... It's like...

When the answer came to mind, I was shocked and couldn't believe it.

I felt a similar aura to Zong'an Luke in my father's body, could it be... My demonic power does not come from my mother, but from my father?

"Let's all come in, you can't stand all the time. The father said, "Come in and say whatever you have to say." ”

My mind went blank, and I guess Tsubaki was the same as me, because when my father went to pour tea and we were left sitting on the couch at home, we asked a question almost at the same time.

"You feel it too?"

After asking, we looked at each other.

"You found out as soon as you saw my father?" I asked in a low voice after a moment.

Tsubaki nodded, "You didn't know it before?"

"I didn't have a concept of demonic powers," I said, "Isn't it... He's the ghostwriter, I always thought it was my mother..."

"Ghostwriter, of course not!" Tsubaki shook his head violently, "That person... Your father is a demon slayer!

Demon slayer... Person?

"Let's have some tea. My father was back from the kitchen and back in the living room.

Neither Tsubaki nor I spoke.

"This girl," said her father, "you said at that time, you are a classmate of Xiao Ke, a classmate of college students?"

It's amazing, I've never seen him care so much about the people around me in many years.

Tsubaki's hands were tightly clasped together.

"She wasn't my classmate. "I don't want to play pantomime like that anymore," she said, "she's the girl in my part-time shop. ”

"Oh, that's it. Father's eyes kept on Tsubaki, "I've heard your boss talk about the shop where you work." ”

"He... What else did you say?" I asked.

"Say you need to leave school temporarily for some reason, let me not worry. "And I said that you would come and see me when you were done, but I didn't expect it to be so early." ”

"Did you say why?"

"I didn't elaborate," said the father, taking a sip of his tea, "except that it had something to do with some creature." ”

... Some kind of creature, what is this old man, the more I listen to it, the more I feel abnormal, okay?

"So, is it the creature your boss is referring to?" said the father, putting down his teacup and pointing to Tsubaki.

Tsubaki's whole body shook, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely delicate.

He could see it, and he could see that Tsubaki wasn't human, so he also knew that I could see youkai, maybe he knew about it a long time ago.

"You always knew that. I said, "Youkai thing." ”

He didn't answer me.

"When did you first know that? from the first time I told you I could see strange things?" I kept telling myself to stay calm.

I hope my father's answer is no, he didn't know I could see youkai, he really thought I was just playing pranks when I was a kid.

But he still nodded, "Well, from the first time you told me, I knew that you had inherited this power. He bowed his head slightly, "I'm sorry, even though this is not what your mother and I wanted, but I'm still sorry." ”

I was still surging with blood just now, and I was stunned in place.

"You say... Mother?" My mind was already in a mess, "she could..."

"Yek. Tsubaki's hand suddenly rested on my shoulder, "Don't worry. ”

I could feel her hands shaking, but she was still trying to soothe me.

"Don't worry, I haven't done anything to kill demons for many years," said the father, "and I won't hurt this kitten." ”

"You're really a demon slayer. ”

"Me and your mother, both. His tone was calm, "However, after many years, I didn't expect this kitten to recognize me at a glance." ”

"The monsters of City A, there is no one who doesn't know you, and the demon destroyer who will save the monster. Tsubaki said, "It's just that you suddenly disappeared into City A one day, and I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Don't mention the past. ”

"You're all demon slayers," I thought through, "Mother's departure has something to do with youkai?"

"It's just a car accident. The father said lightly, "It's just a car accident." ”

"It's that simple?"

"What do you hope for the answer?" he asked.

I was speechless, indeed, what did I hope it was? Youkai? Even so, what could I change?

"Originally, we wanted to visit you during the Mid-Autumn Festival," Tsubaki said at this time, "but something was delayed, so I came today, but I didn't expect it..."

"I didn't expect that I used to be a demon slayer, and I was recognized by you. My father smiled slightly, I haven't seen him smile for many years, "Come and eat before leaving, if you have any questions, you can talk while eating, I'll go and see what else to eat at home, you sit down first." He stood up, "Xiao Ke, you can take your friends around the house." ”

"Don't you want to see what your house looks like now? I haven't been back for so long. Seeing me sitting still, Tsubaki asked.

"I don't want to," I said, "there's nothing to remember." ”

Tsubaki nodded unexpectedly and obediently, and sat quietly with me in place.

I began to have the ability to see monsters after my mother's death, my parents are demon killers, my father has known that I can see monsters for so many years, maybe it's because his mother's departure makes him unwilling to face this fact, so he is cold to me, these can all make sense, but the only thing that puzzles me is, the ghostwriter's pen, why did it appear in the hands of my mother, who is a demon killer?

"Ye Ke..."I don't know how long it took, Tsubaki nudged me gently, "I think... Look at your mother's picture..."She looked at me and quickly continued, "Of course we won't go if you don't want to, I'm just going to say that..."

"Let's go," I said, standing up, "you're right, I haven't been back for so long, I've almost forgotten what my home looks like, and I have a picture of my mother in my room." ”

The familiar door is closed, but there is no dust on the handle, so someone must have cleaned it regularly.

I twisted the handle slightly, unlocked it, pushed open the door, and the family portrait on the bedside table was pointed straight at me, and all the memories came back to my mind at once, but I didn't have time to remember because I had found a scene in the photo that I had not noticed before.

In the photo, my father is standing next to my mother, holding me in my mother's arms, I was a child at that time, and behind my parents, there is a smiling dragon with grinning teeth, and in addition, there is an extremely abrupt begonia flower.

(End of chapter)