A prince from a certain American comic book

It's strange, really.

The moment the female nurse entered, Nancy, who had been almost floating to the ceiling, landed back on the hospital bed with a thud.

That evil wind also disappeared.

Even Mrs. Lorraine Warren, who was born with the ability to see ghosts, shook her head at her husband after looking around the ward. So, although she didn't know what was going on, she knew that the demon was no longer there.

Ike's mouth dropped open at that moment.

quite a while.

Ike looked up at Claire and said, "Claire, didn't you think that nurse looked familiar?"

Claire, regaining her senses, asked, "What?"

Ike said, "That nurse just now, the nurse from before, wasn't she the same nurse we saw at Caroline County Hospital?"

Jesus Christ.

Let alone Caroline County.

Ike still remembers that the nurse had made a brief but memorable appearance at Marion County Hospital.

What's going on?

Could it be a hidden mastermind?

Claire responded with an "Oh," and said, "You mean Mi? Nurse Mi is someone I specially invited."

Ike blinked and looked at Claire.

Claire smiled and said, "Nurse Mi took care of you before, and I was afraid you'd have another relapse here, so..."

Ike remained silent.

All right.

It was a false alarm.

He was just thinking about coming under the cover of darkness to kill and steal the treasure. If this nurse really was the mastermind, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?

However, his dream was shattered.

Ike breathed a sigh of relief, but also shook his head in disappointment.

In the ward.

Mr. Ed Warren, already drenched in sweat, closed the Bible in his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the people at the door with a slightly pale face, "Alright, Nancy is safe for now."

Nancy's mother asked, puzzled, "Mr. Warren, what does this mean? Has the demon not been exorcised?"

Ed, pale-faced, shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, this demon is very powerful. If Nancy hadn't left, the demon would never have come after her."

Chris's father, Mr. Cipher, frowned and said, "Mr. Warren, do you mean Freddy is also eyeing Nancy?"

Mr. Ed Warren nodded.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed the truth.

... I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 053: The Calm Before the Storm (Seeking Recommendations)

"Nancy can't leave this room?"

"Unfortunately, that seems to be the case at present. Furthermore, the Bible on this page must not be torn off; only with the Bible's protection can Nancy remain safe."

"...How long will it take?"

"Unless we can destroy this demon."

"Even you can't do anything?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, this is all my wife and I can do. I have already reported what happened here to the Holy Land."

"Holy Site? Vatican City?"

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, after proving the evil nature of this demon, the Vatican will send an exorcism team to help you. My wife and I can only help this much."

"……Thanks."

Outside the hospital, the Warrens waved goodbye to everyone and, after receiving the final payment, got into a taxi to the airport.

After the Warrens were out of sight.

Claire turned to Nancy's mother, who had followed her, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, no matter how long Nancy stays here, it won't cost her a single penny."

Claire is the epitome of "rich and willful".

Anyway, this hospital is owned by the Claire family, so whether or not to charge money, and how much to charge, is all up to Claire.

Nancy's mother, who also worked as a nurse at the same hospital, thanked Claire gratefully.

quite a while.

Claire adjusted her handbag and asked Ike, who was deep in thought beside her, "What are you thinking about?"

Ike looked up at Claire and said quietly, "I still think there's something strange about that nurse."

You mean rice?

"Ah."

"You wouldn't happen to have a crush on her, would you? Don't let her young age fool you, she keeps saying she's twenty, but when she joined the company, her ID showed she was almost thirty."

"...I don't want to talk to you about these topics."

"Haha, I knew it! To be honest, I think Chris is pretty good too. Why don't you consider her?"

"Not considering it."

Claire stopped joking when she saw that Ike's face was gradually on the verge of collapse. After laughing twice, she drove Ike directly towards the Quaker School.

Although I missed one class, at least I can still catch the last class in the morning.

noon.

Ike, who was busy eating the fresh salad from the cafeteria, glanced at Chris sitting across from him before burying himself in his struggle with food.

Chris, resting her chin on her right hand, stared at Ike, who was deliberately ignoring her, and suddenly said, "We're not moving."

"Cough cough!" Ike coughed violently, looked up at Chris and asked, "Why?"

Chris frowned slightly and said, "You seem to really want me to move?"

Ike wiped his mouth and said, "I just think that nothing should be given up halfway, and I think the environment in New York is definitely better than here. Why don't you reconsider? Besides, I've heard that the psychologists in New York are of higher quality than those here."

Chris stared intently at Ike and said, "You're very mysterious."

Ike smiled and said, "Then you should move to New York even more. Has anyone ever told you that when a woman feels a man is mysterious, it's often the beginning of her falling for him?"

Chris smiled slightly and said, "Isn't this what men most want? You create an air of mystery to draw our attention to you women, and then you capture their hearts."

"Then you're wrong."

"What did I do wrong?"

"Some men create mystery to lure women into their trap, while others create mystery simply to drive women away."

Which one are you?

"The second type."

"Are you gay?"

"...Of course not."

Am I not pretty?

"……pretty."

"Am I not in good shape?"

"……it is good."

"Then why do you want me to leave?"

"...I think we are students now, and we should prioritize our studies."

“That Tony Stark, who’s only three years older than us, is already dating his third girlfriend, and he earned his PhD from MIT when he was fifteen.”

"This is different."

"What's different?"

Ike looked up at Chris, whose long eyelashes were fluttering, and suddenly felt a sense of weariness.

Zhang Wuji's mother was right, but she only told half the story. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. There should have been a follow-up: the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to be unreasonable.

The ancients were right.

Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with.

Ike put down his knife and fork: "I'm full, goodbye."

Done.

Ike got up, picked up his tray, and walked outside.

Just then.

“Ike Adair”.

The previously noisy cafeteria fell silent instantly at the sound, resembling a leader giving a speech on stage.

Ike, who was facing the cafeteria entrance, stopped in his tracks.

Behind.

Today, Chris, wearing blue jeans that accentuated her perfect curves, stood up and looked directly at Ike's back, saying, "I will definitely make you accept me."

The words fell.

Chaos reigned in the cafeteria.

Even more troublemakers banged on the table and stirred up trouble.

Ike moved.