Later, I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a couch feeling like I just woke up from a beauty sleep; I looked around the place and it feels new and odd, why? The place is filled with grass, moss,mold, and dead saplings.
"Where the hell am I?" I wondered, my voice sounded like a whisper due to tiredness.
I rubbed my eyes with my hands; trying to regain my thoughts and composure from what happened earlier, but first I need to know what this place is.
"It looks like a abandoned house or something."
When I finally regained my thoughts, I quickly hold onto my chest as I remembered what happened; I greeted my teeth out if anger and clenched my fist, the coffee and that Mr. Johnson guy. I didn't know if I was actually talking to Mr. Johnson or a demon took his body.
"That bastard!" I growled out of anger.
"Hey now, there's no need for aggresion." Says the unfamiliar voice coming behind me.
I quickly turned around and saw a man wearing a formal tuxedo. "Who the hell are you?" I asked, sounding a little aggresive.
"Oh? What's with that tone? Is that how we talk to people?" He replied with a smile.
"I-I mean who are you?" I questioned, curious.
He walked pass by the couch I'm currently sitting on. "Sermon didn't tell you?" He asked.
It takes a moment for me to collect my thoughts since the incident at the Woodlake High School really fucked me up; I even squinted my eye while staring at him, I clearly have no idea about him.
"I clearly have no idea, Sir." I gave up guessing as I bent down my head.
"He's Hendrick." Says Sermon as he opens the door at my right side.
"Hendrick..." I murmured as I repeat the name until I remember.
After I finally realized my jaw dropped in a dramatically way possible; I looked at him as i twitched, I finally knew who is this guy in a tuxedo. "Y-You're S-Sermon's boss r-right?" I asked as my voice shakes.
"Indeed, I thought Sermon haven't tell you anything about me." Says Hendrick with a calm tone as he smiles awkwardly and scratch the back of his head.
"No, actually he just told me about your name and the fact that you're his boss." I replied.
"Is that so?" Hendrick jokingly sighs and frowned. "He didn't tell you about how kind and sweet boss I am to him-"
"I would be lying if i said that." Sermon interjected with a cold tone, he was holding two serving dish between his hands.
Over the serving dish there are four omelettes on the left, on the right are four coffees; he placed down the serving dishes on the table. "I have no reason to tell him about that." Sermon said.
Hendrick slides on Sermon's left side and playfully bumped his arm. "Oh come on, I was being nice to you right?" Hendrick gave out an awkward smile, repeatedly bumping Sermon's arm. "Right?"
Sermon knocked his head with his fist. "Aww!" Hendrick holds onto his head. "What was that for?" He asked still holding his head.
"Well you're kinda pissing me right now." Sermon clenched fist in open palm to show a sign of frustration.
"Wait, four plates and four drinks? Who's the other one for?"
"That's for Angela." Sermon replied as he arranged the chairs. "You probably don't know her because i haven't told you anything about her but you two would get along."
"Well I feel like, you two would have something in common." Hendrick chuckled. "Sermon on the other hand-"
"Did I just hear my name.?" He interjected with a cold yet angry tone as he glared at Hendrick.
"Sermon is just." He made a wave motion with his hand. "Scared of woman."
A bottle of ketchup was thrown at Hendrick, successfully hitting his forehead and made him fall backwards with his chair.
"T-that's mean!" Hendrick whimpers.
"I'm not scared of any woman!" He grabbed the bottle of ketchup. "It's just-"
I tilted my head waiting for his next word as I looked at him with curiosity.
"You're just?" I asked, repeating what he said.
"It's nothing." He placed the ketchup on the table. "In my opinion, omelettes taste a little dull without a ketchup." Sermon comes up with another topic.
I was really curious but at the same time Sermon looks annoyed so I didn't asked him about that; I don't want him snapping here, I grabbed the ketchup and opened it.
"Yeah! You're right, we had the same opinion then?" I said, chuckling.
"That's nice, Hey old man! You don't want your omelette to be cold." He said with a cold tone as he sits on the chair beside me.
"Omelette again?" Says the female voice sounding so distressed, It looks like she's been eating a lot of omelette.
I looked at the door at my right side; I saw a pink haired girl wearing a school uniform, She noticed me and asked.
"And who are you?" She asked with a firm tone.
"Oh, I'm Aaro-" I was cut off.
"None of your business, Angela." Sermon said to the pink haired girl as he took a sip of his coffee.
Veins started popping out of Angela's forehead showing a hint of irritation, Sermon's mug was sliced on the bottor and the hot coffee was spilled on the table.
I was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. "Whoa! What just happened?" I yelled out of surprise.
I quickly looked at Sermon waiting for something to happen whether he is going to snap or just let it slide; my mind is filled with thoughts right now, I was anxious about this.
But Sermon just sighs it out and puts down his broken mug. "Just eat, you don't want it to be cold." He said.
The two just ignored each other; as the four of us began eating, I remembered that I was going to introduce myself to her.
"U-uhmm my name is Aaron! I-It's a pleasure to meet you." I stuttered.
Sermon, Smothered a laugh; It seems this kind of introduction is funny to Sermon, I blushed and unable to move a single muscle due to embarrassment
"Uhh...yeah, the name's Angela, It's a pleasure to meet you too." She said.
"To fhe fact that you've been acting so cold before to finally introducing yourself, that was an improvement." Sermon said still trying to stop laughing as he faced away from me.
Seriously I hate it when every time I introduce myself, this is an awkward moment during breakfast.
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-3rd Pov
Inside a cathedral lies a man wearing in a white robe and wearing a headwear that symbolizes his power also known as an Auric circlet.
Below him are the members of the church such as the Acolyte, a lower rank member that assists during rituals.
At the left side are Sacristans, also known as alchemists and Artificers also known as the keeper of the enchanted relics.
At the right side are Cleric Knights, known to possess great powers and protect the cathedral to demonic forces.
Beside the Archbishop is the High-Bishop, the commander of the Cleric Knights and responsible for leading them.
During the holy meeting their topic circulates around about the mysterious man wearing a tuxedo; but who was that man? Of course it's Hendrick.
"We all know that harboring a demon is againts the rules of the church, whether it's a half demon or a demon. A demon's intentions will be the same!" Demands the Female Cleric Knight's leader.
"But there's a man who was used to be a member of this holdy cathedral, a man who violated the holy rule!" She added.
Everyone nods and starts murmuring about the Female Cleric Knight's statement about Hendrick.
The High-Bishop leaned at archbishop's ear and whispered. "I must say that she is right, whether you a former member or not harboring a demon is againts the holy rule."
The Archbishop scoffs and nods; the sound of every members murmuring irritates the Archbishop, he raised his hand in the air reaching the level of his head as he bent down his head.
Every member noticed the Archbishop's gesture to quiet down; in just a second, every member quiets down.
"I've heard enough, I entrusted Hendrick about this." Says the Archbishop with a firm tone. "It's for our plan to capture Mara's vessel.
"Hendrick have a grudge against demons." He said. "Knights!"
The Cleric Knights stood up to agree and also to show a sign of respect towards the Archbishop.
"Anastasia." The Archbishop called out the female cleric knight's leader.
Anastasia slightly bent down her head.
"I want you to find Hendrick and take him here along with the demon."
"Yes, Archbishop."
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-1st Pov
"Well I never thought you're the coolest here, unlike that blonde guy." Says Angela with a sarcastic tone as he points at Sermon using her thumb from behind.
"I heard that." Sermon replied, polishing his katana.
"You guys really hate each other huh?" I chuckled.
"Hey now don't mind about that! Well if Me and Sermon starts ignoring each other then, Hendrick and I will lost a person who can only cook here."
"Haha."
"By the way how did you met Sermon?" She asked sounding curious.
I looked at Sermon to ask if it's okay to tell her but the way Sermon glares at me, his eyes saying, no.
So i have to come up with a different story; i looked at the ceiling that is filled with leaf and saplings.
"Hmm... I met him at the restaurant then we both have a lot in common." I said.
"Such as?" She asked.
"Uhh, such as having a thing for katanas?"
Sermon at the back, facepalmed.
"Thing for katanas? Sermon's weapon isn't a katana." She explained, raising a single eyebrow.
"Well uhhmm... You know I was the one who asked him to be friends haha" i put on an awkward smile.
"Oh! Now you said it, what's Sermon's true weapon?" I asked, amused.
"No, blondie doesn't own any weapon. That katana? Nope, he just bought that." She explained sounding unimpressed.
"Oh."
"What kind of a person with great power won't own any weapons, well i would rather own a weapon than using my bare hands to fight." Sermon said with his typical cold tone.
"Well what do you expect." Angela stood up. "Well I'm going back inside, I kinda feel tired due to lack of sleep." She was about to swing her hand to playfully smack my back.
When her hand had finally touched my back; she felt a strange feeling of dread, It was so strong that she has to step back.
"What's wrong?" I asked sounding concerned as i tilt my head slightly.
"W-wha?" Angela was breathing heavily. "What was that?"
Sermon and Hendrick noticed Angela's sudden change of behavior, Angela quickly summoned her daggers and pointed it towards my face.
"D-demon!" She yelled.