15. Just Hello

"Just Hello"

"Hoy, Belphegor! I guess you're busy thinking there?"

Belphegor looked up and was a little taken aback. He blinked and a foolish smile appeared on his lips.

"Satan... A miracle. What is the reason that the bad wind brought you to me?"

Satan approached Belphegor. He sat down next to the chair and leaned forward and cross his legs.

"I've heard a lot of updates about your reprimanding son Grimm and somewhat, I am comforted by what I hear."

"Oh, really? In that case, Grimm is the reason why you came to me."

"Uhum. What are you up to with him?"

"For now, I am wondering which of my generals will be sent to beat up that pervert. He is strong and he just beat Vassago by beating him."

"Yes, that update also reached me. I want to let you know that I plan to visit your son Grimm." smiled Satan.

Amaze looked at Belphegor.

"Really? What for?"

"I want to greet him and... I will let him punch me in the face. He he he, I want to taste the new trend." at the same time a grumpy look on Belphegor's face.

The latter's gaze deepened on Satan but eventually a frugal smile appeared on his lips.

"How dare you three times a day... You gotta be kidding me."

"I am not. I will look for Grimm on the surface and I will ask him to punch my face. I want to taste his hot-freezing ice fist..."

Belphegor was shaken.

"You are really crazy. I'll admit, Grimm’s punch is painful. Everything will shake inside your head and your jaw will seem to part with your face along with the cold and scorching sensation coming from its ice power."

Satan whistled at what he heard. He immediately stood up.

"I'm going now. You excite me too much. When I come back, make me some hot tea. I will tell you how I greeted your son."

"Then go! You are always crazy as hell, Satan... How dare you three times a day." laughed Belphegor.

"An old news for you, my dear Belphegor... I am hell! And how dare three times a day. Bye!"

Satan teases away. It would be an insult for Belphegor if he ask Grimm to punch his face. It was going to be an epic. Belphegor folded his arms and looked at Satan in disgust. He received a huge insult.

"Tsk! Grimm, wish you luck!" he couldn't stop himself.

He grin evil.

Meanwhile... Constantine continues to walk home with his kidnappers. He carried the young Timmy and he was sound asleep. His other companion had not talked to him before. It walks quietly beside him.

"Aren't you tired yet?" he cracked in silence.

Disgusted the woman looked at him.

"Of course, tired! But what can I do? You blackmail me, you crazy exorcist!" it cracks back.

Constantine laughed softly. He did not intend that but he had to do it to get home. He looked at his companion with a frown.

"Aren't you tired of just getting angry all the time?"

Its forehead furrowed even more and its eyebrows met.

"I'm not always angry!"

"See? You are always mad just like the old grumpy troll in a song. That's not healthy. Do you know the saying that when you get angry, you get ugly?"

Thrilled Rose looked at her companion. How can she not be angry eh the power to annoy? Add to that the fact that she harboured great anger here for a long time because of the murder of their parents. She took a deep breath to calm down.

"Stop me with this nonsense. It's only natural that I get angry with you, right? You killed my parents. Yes, I was there that you possessed when that happened but I couldn't help but get angry."

"I understand. But if I ask your forgiveness... Will you forgive me, Miss Rose?"

The girl stopped walking and Rose looked at Constantine.

"What kind of madness are you saying?"

"You've always been angry because of me. Because of that, you're miserable. Now, I'm asking your forgiveness to save you from that."

Rose laughed heartily.

"What do you know about me? Nothing, right? So don't say I'm miserable because you don't know me."

Constantine nodded slightly.

"Actually, I already know a lot about you. Your brother told me so much. He also told me that you are paid thieves. I am not questioning your being a guardian for your brother. But, isn't it... Your way of raising him is a bit wrong?"

It was a big hit! She looked at her companion in tears. She already wanted to hit it but she couldn't because it carries her sleep brother.

"What do you know about Timmy and me? Maybe I'm doing something wrong, but what do you care about us?! We need to survive! When my brother and I were orphaned, I no longer knew what I should do. We have nowhere else to go. I learned to steal before just to buy milk from him. After that, that's where it all started."

"Uhum. But shouldn't you not include him in your job? He will think he is doing the right thing because, he learned from you. Your way of being a guardian to him is a bit crooked. Although, I understand why. Not once, did you not think of going a straight job?"

"That's scary what you're saying, Constantine Leigh. Do you think anyone will accept thieves like us?"

"Yes. Everyone has a chance. Timmy is a good boy. It would be better for him to grow up normal and be taught correctly. Don't touch him with the curls of your brain like your hair does."

Rose grabbed her hair.

"Who are you to sermon? Eh you are the reason for everything we came to like this. You know, if only our parents hadn't died, everything would have been happy."

"Oh so you admit that you are miserable."

"Stop it. Maybe you can go home? Give me my diamonds!"

She held her hand. But the man just kept looking at her palm.

"There is a small house just near us. It is also my property and I will give it to you for free to live in. Plus, I can help you find a good job. A legal job...I will help you to fix everything. I know, I'm the reason why you ended up like that, so give me a chance to help."

Rose laughed softly.

"Will I get those if I already have diamonds? When I sell that, I will have a lot of money. I can now buy my own mansion, vast land and so on. I do not need your worthless offer. So, give me the diamonds!"

Constantine took a deep breath.

"What you are saying will happen if diamonds are really in the pouch." he said meaningfully.

His companion was dazed and stunned.

"Don't fool me. Maybe, you're interested there right? So you took it from me! You’re so bad!"

"I'm not interested in cheap crystals. I'm rich. Have you ever seen diamonds, before?!"

The girl shook her head slightly.

"We are just small time thieves. Because I can't gamble on my brother's safety. Honestly, I just risked everything and I'm sorry about that."

Constantine waved his right hand at her. In the blink of an eye, he snap his finger and the pouch appeared in his hand. She was amazed to see it.

"If you think you're good at flicking a finger... Well, you're still nothing to me. I'm a professional like that. There are your fake diamonds!"

He placed the pouch in her outstretched hand. And she just looked there. She hesitated to look at her companion's face. She opened the pouch and poured the contents into her palm. The contents was still the same, brilliant white-stones.

"How come these beautiful stones are fake?" she asked teasingly.

"They also have value. They are precious crystals. That's all, they are not diamonds as you think. You will also earn when you sell them. It was around, twenty-thousand something? Remember that you trade with demons."

"I still can't believe it." She said.

"Here's a deal... If those are fake, you will take my offer. And if not, do what you want in your life. I wish you good luck."

"And do you think, I will accept a deal from an enemy?"

"Miss Weston, you are not my enemy. I only recognize demons as enemies. Stop being mad. Tsk! You're just going to end an old woman. Now, do we have a deal? And please, accept my apology."

Amaze that the girl looked at her companion.

"Why do you have to do that?"

"I have an arrears that have to be paid. Not once, I never had the opportunity to apologize to the family of the people I killed when Satan possessed me. I won't miss this chance. So please, accept what I offered. It's okay even if you don't forgive me first, I understand that."

"You have never had the opportunity to apologize to the families of those you killed? Why?"

"I'm scared. I was scared."

She did not know how she would react to what she heard. It was absurd for her.

"Do you think-"

The girl's speech was interrupted when they heard a faint laugh from a distance. A faint blue light appeared in front of them and was followed by the appearance of a man. It is as tall as Constantine and as body-shaped. Its hair is very dark in color and its skin color is very pale. The eyes are pitch black. A frugal smile flashed across his red lips.

"Sorry for interrupting your little chit-chat with that hot babe, Constantine Leigh... How are you?"

Constantine's face was serious.

"Hide behind me, Miss Weston. We have an opponent in front of us. And I am the one telling you that this one is very strong."

Rose stepped aside but did not hide behind the man. The man in front of them looks like a normal person. In fact, it looks like a famous model. He has a sweet angelic face.

"Hoy, Constantine! Don't be too rude. It's as if we haven’t spend time together. It's been a long, long years since we've met."

Constantine smiled sarcastically at Satan.

"We haven't spend time together and I'm glad that I haven't seen you for many years."

A silly laugh escaped Satan.

"Nothing, spent time together? Ow come on! For almost three-days... I possessed your body, we killed a lot of people and I really enjoyed everything as I control you from the inside... It was really fun, fun, fun!"

Rose's lips parted after she heard what the man said. It was him! He was Satan! He was the demon himself who killed their parents! She clenched her fists tightly and she cried in rage.

"Don't! Don't ever think about it. You can't do it-Damn it!" Constantine exclaimed.

Rose quickly punched Satan but the latter immediately thwarted her attack. It gripped the woman's fist tightly and then quickly locked both hands. Constantine slowly lowered the sleeping Timmy to the lawn. He prepared himself for the battle. He confronted Satan.

"Let her go!" he spoke emphatically.

A foolish smile appeared on Satan's lips. He glanced at Constantine slightly and then turned to the woman he was facing. He could clearly see the spark of fury in its eyes. Those cute brown eyes...