I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

In other words, will this cushion eventually turn into a monster?

Wait a minute, following this logic, Xi also likes watching TV, licking plates, taking baths, and staying in bed... Could it be that all these things will turn into monsters?

Li Cheng suddenly imagined a day when he opened his bedroom door and slippers happily ran up to him, a coat rack took his coat, the refrigerator poked its head out from the kitchen saying the frying pan was almost done cooking rice, and the wardrobe, hungry beforehand, had already taken a few bites. Then the light bulb and coffee table gathered around the snoring TV, shouting "Go Germany!" The curtains chuckled and said another beautiful woman had walked past downstairs, and Xi was happily running and jumping around the room on a fox plushie, while the floor kept crying out in pain.

At this point, the door behind him got impatient and said, "Hey buddy, are you going to close the door or not? If you don't close it, I'm going to shut myself in."

This bizarre near-future performance art scene played on a loop in Li Cheng's mind every night, making him wonder if his blanket was whispering secrets to his pillow, if his toothbrush was shouting "Yamete!" every time he brushed his teeth, and if his socks were disgusted by the smell of his feet...

Then he started having insomnia.

This scene is a complete nightmare, it's simply unacceptable!

Fortunately, after questioning her again, she said that this only happens to items that have the appearance of mimicking living things, and that furniture would not have this problem.

Li Cheng was finally relieved.

Then Huo also said that even so, more than a hundred years later, under the nourishment of unconscious demonic power, even ordinary objects still have the possibility of becoming sentient.

Then, Huo said rather gently (pleasantly) that Li Cheng, who shared a lifespan with Xi, who was a demon, could live for a hundred years, a million years, a hundred million years, or even seventeen Chaos years without any problem.

Please don't ask me why there are seventeen chaoses.

Then, Li Cheng suffered from insomnia again.

Strangely enough, Li Cheng felt no sense of reality at all about becoming an immortal being. But the thought of possibly living in a world filled with lively, jumping furniture gave him a headache. He wondered if this change in mindset was influenced by the contract.

"How much longer are you going to dawdle?"

Ryougi Shiki looked at the slow-moving group behind her and said with great dissatisfaction.

"Coming right away, team leader."

Li Cheng responded and helped Kiritsugu Emiya move his equipment.

For the next two weeks, the members of Group Six would be staying at the villa, responsible for the security of this wealthy businessman. Having similar experience, Kiritsugu Emiya prepared a large number of alarm devices for comprehensive protection. Li Cheng, who knew a little about such matters, assisted Emiya.

Rin Tohsaka is in charge of magical protection techniques. Although she usually appears to be a violent melee fighter who strengthens her body and rushes in to break the enemy's bones, Rin's magical skill is actually quite astonishing. In terms of magical cultivation alone, she even surpasses her father.

Faced with this, Ryougi Shiki, who knew nothing but fighting, could only stand aside in frustration and wait.

What? You're asking where Touma Kamijou went?

He got into a car accident on the way and got caught in a gunfight between robbers and police officers. After a fierce battle, he is now escorting the prisoner into the police station and will be arriving in a while.

By the way, his mobile bank card was shot and shattered during the battle. Yes, it was shattered again.

In short, setting up the defense was a rather complex and troublesome task. After working for several hours, until dark, the group finally established a basic early warning mechanism. Everyone involved was quite exhausted.

Kamijou Touma arrived halfway through, panting heavily. He hadn't even had a sip of water before Emiya Kiritsugu rushed him to install the equipment. By the time he finished, he was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, looking like a useless person.

At that very moment, the villa's owner, the person they needed to protect, finally arrived at the villa under the escort of three fully armed action teams.

"Hello everyone, thank you for your hard work. I hope we can have a pleasant two weeks together."

A tall, thin man with a handsome, mixed-race face, dressed smartly, approached the group of six with a friendly and cheerful smile.

"My name is Jester Cartoré. I'll be relying on you all to protect me for the foreseeable future, everyone in Group Six."

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Section 102, Chapter 4: "Believers" and the Vigil

With a metallic scraping sound, the tram slowly came to a stop.

A black-haired girl quietly got off the tram.

She was a very special girl, wearing a simple black short skirt that accentuated her unassuming yet attractive face. She remained quiet throughout, without any extra expression or a word. Her silence, however, added a touch of mystery to her presence.

Yes, mysterious, elegant, and serene—that's what this girl's demeanor conveys.

Normally, a girl like this should be very attractive and become the center of attention wherever she goes. But when she walked down a busy street, not a single person around her noticed her presence.

She wandered the world silently, like a ghost.

She bumped into a telephone pole at the corner and fell to the ground, looking completely bewildered.

Passersby stopped and looked at the girl sitting on the ground in front of the telephone pole, covering her head with curious eyes.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Kind passersby stepped forward and tried to help her up.

She raised her head, her dark eyes gazing silently at the passerby. Soon, the passerby, who had initially appeared slightly shy and embarrassed, became bewildered. As if suddenly awakened, he looked around, puzzled as to why he had stopped, before quickly walking away.

The passersby who had been looking at them also looked around in a daze, as if they had suddenly lost sight of the girl, as if they had forgotten the reason they had stopped to watch, and soon dispersed.

The Hassan sect, which has existed in seclusion for thousands of years, possesses a unique skill: aura concealment, an essential skill for assassination. A young girl who has reached near-maximum A-rank level through years of rigorous training can even distort the perceptions of ordinary people with this ability, allowing her to walk unnoticed even when she is out in the open.

This is one of the basic abilities possessed by the Hassan sect's young girl who accepted her first independent assassination mission and relentlessly strived to become the nineteenth "Hassan".

As for a name, the girl has no name. Everything she has dedicated herself to the faith of the sect. If she were to truly have a name, it would only be the name of Hassan bestowed upon her by that great being after she has completed the trials and become the new "Hassan." For now, she is merely a "believer," nothing more.

Jester Cartoré, this time, I will wipe you out completely!

With anger and determination, the believer swore an oath in his heart.

Half a month ago, she completed all her training and was therefore given a mission by Hassan's leader to assassinate a "thing that denies humanity" and set off to find her target: Jester Caltore.

The process was flawless; she easily located her opponent, caught him off guard, and instantly killed him without anyone noticing her actions.

However, the next day, she saw him again, alive and well in front of the crowd, chatting and laughing, as if the assassination attempt of the previous day had never happened.

So she acted once again. This time, she not only killed her opponent, but also completely dismembered and burned him to ashes, leaving not a single trace.

On the third day, he appeared as energetic as ever.

During the third assassination attempt, the other party did not allow her to be slaughtered again. He hired a powerful A-level expert named Kuntai, along with five or six powerful B-level experts and twenty or thirty armed mercenaries, to catch her off guard and attempt to capture her alive.

Of course, their attempt ultimately failed. With her overwhelming strength, she single-handedly fought her way through the ambush, wiping out almost all of them, and escaped unscathed with only minor injuries, demonstrating the power of an assassin.

However, the third operation also made the other party aware of her strength. So this time, a man named Jester approached the Bureau of Supernatural Abilities, using his connections and money to get them to send one of their most powerful action teams, Team Six, to protect him.

Even so, according to the intelligence we've gathered, Team Six can only guarantee his safety for a maximum of two weeks. No matter how wealthy they are, the Special Abilities Bureau can't keep their most elite police force with him for too long, especially considering the unstable situation they're in right now.

So after waiting two weeks, she will naturally find an opportunity to kill him completely.

That's impossible!

As one of the few people in centuries to have met the standards and been granted permission to complete Hassan's qualification test, the believer also possessed her own pride. Even if the enemy was the legendary, incredibly powerful, and well-connected Sixth Group, it would never make her back down an inch. The more difficult the path ahead, the more determined she would be to advance bravely. If infiltration failed, she could simply fight her way in. After all, the adults had said that as long as everyone who saw her was rendered brain-dead, naturally no one would know that she had been there.

No, beating someone into a brain-dead state is too cruel. It's better to just mercifully kill them.

In conclusion, with unwavering and fervent faith, the believer once again strode forward, setting off towards her goal.

"Boom!"

Then it crashed into a telephone pole.

Compared to the reckless assassins on this side, Group Six is ​​much busier.

They spent the entire night setting up the basic security perimeter and welcoming Mr. Jester. They introduced themselves and exchanged greetings. Then, Jester discussed some daily life rules with Kiritsugu Emiya, such as not standing in front of windows facing the outside and not leaving the monitored area unnecessarily. This involved quite a lot of tedious work, which Kiritsugu Emiya handled almost entirely, with others only occasionally lending a hand.

During the journey, Li Cheng used the contract he had established with tide to return home several times, cook dinner for her, play with her for a while, and go back late at night to coax her to sleep. This was the first time Li Cheng had not stayed overnight at home, and Xi unusually refused to sleep peacefully. However, after much persuasion, she finally obediently went to bed, hugged her pillow which was bigger than herself, and said "Goodbye and goodnight" to Li Cheng.

The interaction between the busy single father and his obedient daughter made Li Cheng appear slightly depressed. Noticing this, Jester asked those around him, and after learning that he had a well-behaved little girl at home, he generously offered to let Li Cheng go back, but Li Cheng refused.

He had to have the right attitude towards work, and he possessed that much professional ethics. Besides, a mission requiring the entire Sixth Group to be mobilized was definitely not something that could be done casually; it required even more caution. He remembered that the times he teleported back to take care of Xi, he only went back after repeatedly confirming that the other team members were indeed safe, and each time he returned as quickly as possible.

However, he had to admit that the thought of tide curled up in bed, looking somewhat lonely, and waving goodbye to him with a heavy heart made it difficult for Li Cheng to concentrate on his work.

"You'll be on watch for the first half of the night tonight, Cheng," Kiritsugu Emiya said, patting Cheng's shoulder. "You can go back and be with her for the second half of the night. The security here is already quite good, so it won't be a problem if one person is temporarily missing."

"...No, it's not necessary to go to that extent."

Li Cheng thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"Don't worry, Emiya, it'll be fine."

After completing his vigil for the first half of the night, Li Cheng returned to his temporary guest room in the villa area. On the bed in the guest room, tide was hugging her fox pillow and pretending to be asleep.

"I knew you'd sneak over here."

He reached out and pinched her nose, but tide turned around and bit him hard. Li Cheng smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, picking up tide's small body and letting her grumble in dissatisfaction.

"Cheng, are you angry?"

After making a ruckus for a while, tide cautiously raised her head to observe Li Cheng's expression.

"No, that's not true. Well, although it was a bit troublesome that you secretly teleported over, I'm not going to get angry about that."

Li Cheng sighed as he gently ruffled tide's slightly disheveled hair.

After all, tide is the safest person by his side.

The frantic battle on the island, where life and death teetered on the brink of collapse, has been over for quite some time, but it must be admitted that Li Cheng has not yet fully emerged from that shadow. If he weren't able to sense tide's condition at any time, he probably would have refused this troublesome mission in the first place.

However, perhaps it's time for me to consider other jobs. Although the action team's salary is good, it's inherently dangerous, and I can't always be by tide's side.

Li Cheng let Xi, who was already forcing herself to stay awake, fall asleep exhausted in his arms, and sat down by the bed to think seriously.

I need a job that doesn't require overtime or sudden work hours, ideally where I can stay home with tide anytime, and where the salary is enough to support both of us, mainly tide's expenses.

Is there really such a good thing in this world?

After careful consideration, Li Cheng had to reluctantly face the fact that he had no other choice but to join the action team. He only knew how to fight, and the action team was the only job suitable for him, offering both high pay and ample vacation time. Aside from this sudden, continuous high-intensity work and the occasional life-threatening danger, he truly had no better option.

It's a really disheartening fact.

While Li Cheng was still racking his brains, Xi had already used him as a pillow, clinging to his body like an octopus, fast asleep. In this state, even if you put ten speakers next to her ear and played Gokuraku Jodo at full power, she wouldn't react at all. Li Cheng, who was also a little tired, yawned, and simply lay down on the bed without changing his clothes, closing his eyes to rest.

"Aww, I want to eat people from Changsha—"

tide, fast asleep, was mumbling in her sleep.