Chainsaw Demon Pochi-chan!

"I was just sleeping at night as usual, but I found myself here as soon as I opened my eyes."

"As for what you mean by pretending... I just thought it was quite novel for my daughter to be like this, so I just played with her for a bit."

The war demon stared at her for a long time, still half believing and half doubting.

In the end, he just turned around, opened the door, and left a sentence "Come in first".

Goto's mother shrugged and followed him in.

After entering the house, the War Demon went straight to the table and raised his hands high.

Snapped!

She slammed the table, breaking it into pieces, and then grabbed one of the broken pieces.

"The bayonet on the corner of the table."

As she shouted, the debris turned into sharp shapes that looked extremely scary.

The war demon pointed the knife at Goto's mother and threatened: "I warn you, don't do unnecessary things."

"It's because you are Pochi-chan's mother that I didn't rush to do it. Otherwise, you would have been killed by me long ago."

"But...if you dare to tell Pochi-chan the truth, I will stab you to death no matter what!"

Goto's mother raised her hands in surrender, still looking very scared, and said, "Okay, okay."

"To be honest, there's no need for you to be so sensitive. If I wanted to tell the truth, I would have told Yili a long time ago."

"Since I can come to you, it means I have no intention of exposing you."

"Really?" the War Demon confirmed.

"How about I just tell Yili that I'm her mother? We look so alike, she'll definitely believe it."

"That's true...Okay, I'll believe you for now. Husband."

"That's great. I won't bother you for too long. When people on earth get up during the day, I should go back on my own."

"Ah."

The war demon no longer doubted.

Goto's mother smiled, took two steps forward, and planned to find a place to sit down nearby.

However, there were still a lot of debris on the ground from breaking the table, some of which were very large.

As Goto's mother approached, she tripped over her heels.

"ah!"

"Eh?!"

puff! ! !

The sound of the blade piercing flesh was particularly obvious in the small room.

The war demon looked down blankly and saw his hands covered in blood.

Goto's mother tripped and fell towards her.

The weapon in her hand, which was originally pointed at Goto's mother, happened to be inserted into Goto's mother's stomach.

With a cut this big, the intestines would leak out if you move.

"It hurts..." Goto's mother said in pain.

"I'm sorry!" The War Demon was also panicked, "I really didn't mean to hurt you!"

Click.

At this time the door was pushed open.

Goto walked in and sighed, "Alas, there don't seem to be any other demons nearby. I searched for a long time but couldn't find any."

"Wait... what are you doing, sis?!"

……

The human world, Sato Aiko's home.

The police searched everywhere, but finally only found eight photos.

Machima took the photos, looked through them, and then picked out two of them and put them together with the other one in her hand.

These three photos all show two people.

One of them was a pink-haired girl with a somewhat gloomy temperament, but she was dressed very fashionably and had earrings.

The other person was being held by the pink-haired girl.

She is a black-haired girl who is ordinary in every way except for her pretty face. She is half a head shorter than the pink-haired girl.

"Are there only these three photos?" Makima asked, turning around.

The detained Sato Aiko said helplessly: "Yeah, where did all those photos come from?"

"Qioni rarely agrees to be photographed. These eight photos of mine were taken secretly. I dare not send them out. I only keep them for myself."

"As for the three photos, they are even more precious because that girl has never been photographed by anyone else."

From her words, we can learn that the pink-haired girl in the photo is the lead singer of the legendary rock band "Samurai".

A woman known as Joni Whitefoot.

And that black-haired girl...

Makima frowned and asked again, "What did you say was the name of the black-haired girl in the photo?"

Sato sighed and said helplessly: "Didn't I just say that?"

"That girl's name is... Nayuta."

Chapter 125 The Lonely Legal Old Woman

"Nayuta...?"

Makima kept repeating the name, but she only felt extremely strange.

She was quite sure that she had never heard the name before, but she had a strange intuition that she had heard it before.

This feeling cannot be described in words.

She just continued to stare at the photo, taking in the dark-haired girl's features.

The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly her eyes, those deep pupils that are very out of place on a petite girl.

It's the same as Makima and the War Demon, with circles of outlines.

——Nayuta, is she also one of our sisters?

——Well, it’s possible that it’s the incarnation of someone. If we exclude the three of us, could it be the Demon of Death?

——But...it doesn’t feel like her style.

Makima was a little confused.

Because no matter how you look at it, Nayuta should be a member of the Apocalypse sisters, but she can't match up with any of her sisters.

She sighed, didn't dwell on it, and put the photo away.

As for Joni, the lead singer of the so-called legendary band?

Makima had no interest in her, and besides, the guy had already died.

At this time, Lacey, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Ms. Machima, can I interrupt you?"

"Hmm?" Makima looked at him puzzledly.

"Actually, I...may have some impression of this Nayuta."

"Do you have any impression?"

"Yes, not only do I remember the name, I think I have seen her face before."

Now Machimako became interested and immediately asked, "How did you see it?"

Lei Sai said: "Well... you should also know that I used to be a Soviet agent."

"So I am also a person who is good at hiding. I have done all kinds of jobs, including taking care of children in orphanages."

"I vaguely remember that during one of my previous jobs in Japan, I pretended to be a staff member of an orphanage."

"There is a little girl named Nayuta in that orphanage. She also has black hair and her face and everything looks exactly like the one in this photo."

"But... this photo is from decades ago." Makima frowned.

Lace said, "Yes, but if Ms. Sato can stay young forever, there are countless demons who can do the same thing."

"That girl named Nayuta might have maintained this attitude for countless years, and I happened to meet her in the orphanage."

"If we go there again now, we might find some clues!"

Machima lowered her head and thought for a while, and she also felt that it made sense, so she nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go and take a look."

"As for Ms. Sato...put her in the dungeon of the Anti-Demon Division 4 first. Call her out if you have anything to ask later."

"Yes, Miss Makima." said the public security subordinates.

Two people immediately grabbed Sato and took her away from the scene in a tough manner.

"Hey...please be gentle, I won't run away!" Sato protested.

The two police officers didn't say anything, but just performed their duties silently and sent the old woman who looked like a young girl to the car.

They were ready to start the car and drive towards the headquarters of the Fourth Anti-Demon Department.

Sato was a little anxious.

She gritted her teeth and said harshly: "I'm sorry, I really don't want to do this, but you forced me to do this."

The police officer in the driver's seat turned around and asked, "What are you talking about—"

Snapped!

Sato slapped him in the face with a hand.

"Gu... Ugh... Ahhhhhh!" The public security officer immediately let out a cry of pain.

The public security officer nearby immediately wanted to help, but Sato's other hand slapped him in the face, putting him in the same situation.

After a while, wrinkles began to appear on the skin of the two police officers, which gradually became loose, and their hair also gradually faded.

In short, they are aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In less than two minutes, they all looked like they were in their eighties and died at the same time in the car.

Sato withdrew his hand, sighed with some reluctance, and said: "Alas, I have lived for so long."

"It seems like I'll have to live another hundred years. That's really unbearable."

She opened the car door and got out, looking around. Seeing that no one noticed her, she left through the alley alone.

Once you are targeted by the police, you will not be able to live a normal life.

Maybe she has to consider smuggling or something like that.

——It’s a pity that before leaving, I didn’t get to see the glorious rock era like the Samurai band again.

——No, maybe even if I live for another hundred years, I still won’t be able to see it in the end, because rock music is dead.

She put aside all other distractions and prepared to concentrate on continuing her escape.

However, a figure suddenly jumped in front of her and blocked her way.

"Ah, you scared me!" Sato stopped quickly.

Then I saw the person coming. He was a very tall demon, but his head and neck were hairy, and there were things like deer antlers on the top of his head.

"You...future devil?" Sato said, "I thought it was the life devil who came to see me!"

The Demon of Life is Sato's contracted demon, and is also the source of her immortality.

As for why some people are afraid of life?

From a philosophical point of view, some people believe that living is painful.