This demon has a problem.

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If Gabriel were here, she would definitely scorn Raphael's naive ideas.

When she was writing the celestial investigation report, she specifically consulted Rorschach for information in this regard.

Of course I know that hiding books under the bed is a very old-fashioned and outdated method.

If it was Gabriel who came, she would probably choose to find a way to get Rorschach's phone.

Then open the clipboard of your phone, find some folders that seem to be filled with a lot of apps, and scroll to the end.

Moreover, it is placed among a bunch of built-in software on the mobile phone, and it looks like a folder that will never be opened in eight hundred years.

There is a high probability of gaining something.

As for why you don’t look at the browser’s browsing history or something.

Who doesn’t use Incognito browsing when surfing the Internet nowadays?

Who would keep their browsing history?

Will you keep it?

I won't stay.

In order to ensure their innocence, most people probably won't leave browsing history, right?

No way, right?

"It seems that there really isn't one."

Pouting, Raphael left Rorschach's room somewhat dissatisfied.

It's just a spur-of-the-moment idea, so it doesn't matter if I can't find it.

However, Rorschach's image in Raphael's mind was better.

Although even if there really is such a thing as a notebook, it is understandable.

But having nothing is definitely better than having something.

I guess a normal girl wouldn't be too fond of a boy who hides in his room all day reading pornographic books and smiling strangely.

"Lafei? What did you do just now?"

Vinate poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at Raphael with some confusion.

Rorschach, who was busy in the kitchen, was driven out by Vinate.

This guy's cooking skills are really not that good.

Vinate still remembers the first time she came to Rorschach's house. He had already lived in this house for almost a month.

But the kitchen utensils are still brand new.

The film on the knife was not torn off.

The video doorbell at the door was also broken, and the furniture and sundries were piled together very haphazardly.

Looking around, the whole house doesn't have any sense of home at all.

It feels like just a temporary place to stay.

Finally, Vinate couldn't bear it anymore and gave Rorschach a thorough beating.

Despite this, Rorschach continued to eat out most of the time.

The kitchen is only used when Vinate comes.

After all, Rorschach's cooking skills are still limited to cooking.

To put it simply, you will wash the vegetables, put them in the pot, add oil, stir-fry, and add various seasonings.

Although sometimes I also think about cooking something myself.

But since I can’t get up in the morning to buy groceries and I don’t like haggling with people, I just let it go.

Although he didn't care about the money and was too lazy to bargain.

But I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage.

So forget it.

It’s not that you can’t eat food outside.

At worst, I could just go to Vinay's house and have a meal.

Gabriel did this sometimes.

This was also the case when Pecola was here.

After all, when Pecola was in heaven, she needed several angels to serve her when she ate, slept, dressed, and traveled.

After all, he is an archangel.

Therefore, this guy's ability to survive is not as good as Gabriel's.

However, his ability to survive in the wilderness is better than Gabriel's.

"Maybe he went on an adventure?"

"What's going on with this uncertain tone?"

"Hey~"

Faced with Rorschach's questioning look, Raphael chose to get away with it.

With a tap of his head and a cute smile, Raphael kept silent about his actions just now.

If Rorschach found out, he'd probably be hung on the Christmas tree.

Raphael always had this feeling.

"Okay, Lafei, come and help first."

Vinate said to Raphael in the kitchen.

Because there are a lot of people tonight, Vinate plans to make more food.

Don’t say anything else.

Rorschach was probably more interested in eating than celebrating Christmas.

If I didn't do more, he might eat everything by himself.

"Okay, here I come."

Giving Rorschach a kind smile, Raphael skipped into the kitchen to help Vinate.

By the way, he also pulled out Satania, who was very unwilling to prove her cooking skills.

If Satania were allowed into the kitchen, it would be fun to watch but they would both be the ones who would suffer afterwards.

Raphael doesn't want to add more workload to himself.

"Really? These two guys don't believe in my cooking skills!"

Sitting on the sofa with her chest in her arms, Satania said angrily.

You may not believe it, but Satania is quite confident in her cooking skills.

After all, she had been studying cooking seriously with the little evil god.

Although the little evil god's expression was not quite right after each tasting, he would always give a comment of "very good, promising future".

Therefore, Satania is quite confident in her cooking skills.

“Actually, I don’t really believe it.”

Rorschach, who was sitting nearby, looked away feeling somewhat guilty.

To be honest, everyone knows how good Satania's cooking skills are.

The dishes cooked by a person with a poor sense of taste can only be tasted by herself.

But after all, it was Satania's interest, so the few of them tacitly chose to conceal the truth.

Qiyelisi, who had her own pillow, nestled comfortably in the lazy sofa that Rorschach had placed in the corner of the living room.

The seemingly harmless little demon bear lay quietly on Qiyelis's lap.

The scene looks as harmonious as that of a big family.

"Dong dong."

Suddenly, there was a knock on Rorschach's door.

"Hmm? I'll go check it out."

Rorschach stood up from the sofa and walked straight to the door.

Completely ignored the video doorbell on the wall.

Although he has lived here for a long time, Rorschach always forgets the existence of this thing.

After all, few of the people who come to his place come through the normal door.

Over time, this video doorbell has become a decoration that is neither functional nor aesthetically pleasing.

"Hello."

After opening the door, the father of the new family of three next door said to Rorschach very politely:

“My name is.............”

Chapter 261: A few friends with poor brains

The tall man with short flaxen hair gently stroked his chest with his right hand and politely said to Rorschach who opened the door:

"My name is Lloyd Folger."

“We just moved here today.”

"This is my wife, Joel Folger."

"And my daughter, Anya Folger."

"Please give me your guidance in the days ahead."

With a sunny smile on his face, the man codenamed Dusk said so.

The man in front of me is a spy.

In order to complete the "Owl" operation, he adopted the orphan Anya Folger as a psychiatrist "Lloyd Folger", and then lived with Joel Folger, who had the same ulterior motives as himself, as a family of three.

Originally, he would abandon this identity and the associated interpersonal relationships after completing his mission.

But in fact, he gave up the idea due to some factors.

He has carried out many missions.

There are many situations where you have to give up the interpersonal relationships that require you to use your identity.

In the past, the dusks were very decisive in abandoning all those identities.

But this time it's different.

Whether it's Anya or Joel.

Unlike those people in the past who had to act according to circumstances simply because of their status.

To Huanghun, these two people are truly like family members.

Although it's weird to say that.

But it is indeed like that.

After all, Anya is his adopted daughter, and Joel is simply a couple with her.