Sparking Away from the Devil's Riches Last Chapter

But if I forget about this, I can't help but think about what happened to Ethan.

Gabriel was going back home, and for the moment, she was still thinking about fulfilling her promise to him, but she didn't really trust him. If he was the last person Gabriel needed to be responsible for, even if he failed, the other party could be purified and leave - then wouldn't he actually be useless?

Ethan is a good...good Gabriel. To be honest, Oliver Cong is very happy to train with him during this period.

Moreover, he had just fought with the True Gabriel, and was crushed by the enemy and survived only by begging for mercy. If he were to fight with Ethan, he would probably have no chance of winning. He had no chance of winning for several years.

Even if he really made this Gabriel cry, there was still another bad-mouthed Gabriel waiting to fight.

...But he really wants the lottery ticket!

In addition to lottery tickets,

With a bit of strange feelings, Oliver Cong suddenly said: "Even if I send you back to heaven, will I have no chance to really become a demon next time?"

Ethan followed him, and this time he was honest: "Indeed."

"Sure enough!" Oliver Cong patted him with his tail: "Why?"

The Gabriel glanced at his tail and said, "Didn't you already understand the situation?"

ah.

Oliver Cong paused, it turned out that he heard it.

Ethan's expression showed no anger or dissatisfaction. He seemed to be simply apologizing for the misunderstanding that had just occurred and sent Oliver Cong home.

"That has nothing to do with you," Ethan said.

Oliver Cong felt something was wrong no matter how he listened.

"So, you already have other options, right? There's no need to bother me."

He suddenly stopped and said in a muffled voice: "I couldn't get the winning lottery ticket anyway. In the eyes of you Gabriel, I am just a young man who couldn't resist temptation and went astray."

Ethan seemed to frown: "Oliver Cong, I didn't say that."

Oliver Cong also felt that something was wrong with him and he should think carefully before speaking.

But in reality, he looked up and asked the other person: "Then tell me, the agreements you made with me were just because you thought I would secretly betray you... In fact, you yourself didn't even consider waiting for me to grow up?"

After a brief silence, the Gabriel finally sighed.

"Yes, that's right," he said.

"Don't you think, that is, don't you think he is a little too much?!"

In the middle of a room full of gold, Oliver Cong sat cross-legged, his devil tail flapping at the red pepper devil.

"In the beginning, things weren't that complicated. He simply pulled me back to the human range, but he deliberately gave me a little hope and let me work hard to defeat him and become the big devil."

"Who wouldn't be moved after hearing this? I'm asking, who wouldn't be moved?" Oliver Cong became angrier and angrier as he spoke, holding his tail and speaking faster and faster: "I think about why he wants to die every day, but I'm afraid of hurting him. When I go home and sleep, you're the only person in my dreams, which seriously affects my private time. As a result, he tells me now that he simply thought I would stab him in the back from the beginning? He didn't expect me to do that?"

The red pepper devil said "hmm" perfunctorily: "Bad Gabriel are like this, let's break up."

"No, he's not a bad Gabriel. I think your evaluation is unfair," Oliver Cong retorted, "He's very good most of the time, and I'm not without problems after all. Ethan said he didn't want me to know, but I couldn't help asking others about him... This is really very rude and has no sense of boundaries."

The devil yawned and said, "Then there is no difference."

Oliver Cong slammed the floor again: "But I've had enough! I have to exercise and fight every day, run, climb stairs, and do squats. I have to walk with him to and from work. After all the hard work, you tell me that all my efforts are in vain?!"

The devil rubbed his eyes and said, "Then let's split."

He stood up, intending to have another peaceful dream. However, before he took a few steps, his wings were grabbed by the person behind him and forced to stay.

Oliver Cong was clearly expressing his dissatisfaction with this response with his expression: "What are you talking about? As an Gabriel, do you think his mental state is okay? On the surface, everything seems fine and he doesn't say anything, but in fact, it must be painful to be backstabbed. How can we suddenly leave him alone? What if he suddenly loses his mind and jumps?"

The vein on the demon's forehead jumped: "Then there's no need to separate!"

"I didn't really want to break up with him...but that was the atmosphere at the time." Oliver Cong couldn't help but frown as he spoke: "I treated him as a friend, but he never had any hope for me from the beginning to now. Who wouldn't be angry after hearing that? Wouldn't you be angry after hearing that?"

"Friend?" The devil glanced at him and snorted: "I don't even care about you."

Oliver Cong's tail began to flap again. "What's wrong with being a friend? I just feel that he is a good person. Although he has never told me that we can be friends... Even so, can I only treat him as an enemy?!"

The devil interrupted him: "No, you have time to talk to me so much, why don't you wake up now and run over to tell him that you don't want him to leave, that you lied before and actually hope that he will stay with you longer, isn't that enough?"

Oliver Cong: ...

The devil said: "Where is the spell I taught you before? Why don't you use it?!"

For a moment, there was only silence in the dream.

Recalling the spell, Oliver Cong suddenly shut his mouth and widened his eyes. After a long time, he returned to the bed in a daze, fell into the pillow again, rubbed the four corners and covered his ears.

"Oh, that's not the case...oh..."

After a long while, he slowly revealed half of his red face, pretending that nothing had happened. Looking at the red pepper demon who was only half his height, he belatedly said, "Huh? Why are you only this big? Where are your chest muscles?"

The demon immediately launched a five-minute-long barrage of angry accusations against him.

All day today, Oliver Cong was peeking at the closed office door.

The good news was that Ethan did not suddenly distance himself from him because of what happened yesterday. Although he did not ask him to do morning exercises in the morning, his attitude towards him was still as gentle as usual when they met by chance.

The bad news is, Ethan does this to everyone.

When Oliver Cong deliberately walked past his office door for the sixth time, he finally couldn't help but push the door open and went in.

When the Gabriel saw that it was him, he looked far more surprised than he had imagined.

Maybe I didn't expect that he would come to me on his own initiative.

This is not an office for only one person. Oliver Cong hesitated again and again before putting the small note he had written in advance on his desk.

In order not to disturb others, he even mouthed: "Open, open, look."

After making sure the Gabriel understood what he meant, he left, looking back every few steps. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly thought of what the devil had said to him yesterday, and felt that he was a bit like the young man handing over love letters in middle school.

Even the content of the small note was very similar, very short, asking Gabriel to wait for him downstairs after get off work, as he had something to say to her.

But unfortunately, Oliver Cong worked overtime today. And only Oliver Cong's department worked overtime, so Ethan left on time.

By the time he hurriedly packed up his things and ran over, it was already dark, and he even had to be prepared that the other party had already left.

But when he ran out of the door, he saw him leaning against the edge of the railing, looking sideways at the bustling city. The lights at night were brilliant, turning Ethan's light-colored hair into another trendy color. But it did not change his light temperament.

Oliver Cong cleared his throat and walked over, going over what he wanted to say again: "I---"

"Oliver Cong, I'm not angry about what you said yesterday," Ethan interrupted him first, and turned back: "I'm not a human, sometimes I can't understand what you think, and I can't please you more than the devil. If you feel sad because of my initial thoughts, then I'm sorry."

Oliver Cong looked over in surprise.

Although the Gabriel said he was sorry, and although his expression showed some regret, and although Oliver Cong discussed this matter with the devil all night yesterday...but now, only now, he felt that he did not really want an apology.

Ethan lowered his eyes and said, "Although you looked like you were deeply bewitched by the devil at first, I probably knew that you would not do such a thing. You have your own plans and persistence, and you will succeed one day."

Oliver Cong was suddenly praised and blushed: "It's good that you know... No! I'm not here to tell you this!"

The Gabriel shook her head first: "If you care about the plan we agreed upon before... I'll leave it to you to decide. We have different feelings for each other. If you want me to leave now, or stay here, I can accept both."

Oliver Cong was a little dazed.

Is that all right?

He hadn't known the other person for a long time, and they probably wouldn't be together for long in the future. Out of...friendship, he felt he should say something, but the other person didn't care about what happened yesterday as much as he did, and didn't need his apology, nor did he know what he was angry about.

It seems like a lot of things have been muddled through like this.

But let's be honest, isn't it true that most things in the world are just about fooling around and making sure they look acceptable in the main?

Since the other party took the initiative to give him a chance to get over this relationship, if Oliver Cong knew a little about the ways of the world, he should have taken the opportunity to back down.

However, when the Gabriel walked by, Oliver Cong paused, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had already grabbed the other person.

Ethan turned back and looked at him, as if to ask, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"I---I didn't mean to say these things!"

Too nervous, Oliver Cong's mind went blank, he had never encountered such a situation before. Facing a person he had not known for a long time, in such a strange place, two people, when talking, because of the tense muscles, the voice became high.

"I was with Red Pepper last night. No, I mean, I was thinking about what happened last night again... Of course, I have to apologize to you first, because I asked others about your private affairs without your consent."

Ethan said softly, "I didn't do that---"

"Also!" Oliver Cong swallowed, his head even felt a little buzzing with nervousness: "Also, I want to tell you that what I said at that time was not what I really thought. I was angry not because you didn't believe me, nor because you might leave secretly... Of course, I was a little angry about these things, but what I want to tell you most is..."

He hesitated for a moment, but finally took a deep breath and insisted on finishing it: "What I actually want to tell you is that I really like working out with you, and I don't want you to leave. If you leave suddenly, I will be very sad."

For a long time after he finished speaking, I felt like my soul was about to be scared away.

The hand holding the Gabriel's sleeve was shaking a little, and I wonder if the other person felt it.

Ethan didn't speak for a long time, but he didn't continue walking. After a long while, Oliver Cong remembered that he should let go of the other person's sleeve first, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Anyway, that's what I thought at the time."

He didn't dare to look at the other person's face: "I'm not angry because of what happened before, I just... I thought we would stay together for a long time, so I feel sad that you suddenly want to leave."

"...Tail."

Oliver Cong: "What?"

Ethan said, "Your tail has been hanging down since you first came in."

The tail froze, and Oliver Cong quickly hugged it. A little unhappy, the other party changed the subject and said in a muffled voice: "What's wrong? There is no rule that the tail must always be wagging..."

"When you are happy, you like to swing your tail slowly from side to side. When you are angry, you like to flap your tail everywhere. When you are scared, your tail will be very straight..." Ethan solemnly introduced his own habits to the tail owner: "When it hangs down like this, it is usually when you are very depressed."

Oliver Cong couldn't help but shiver, feeling as if he was being seen naked: "So, so what?"

"No reason," Ethan said.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "I just found that I seem to understand you better than I thought."

Oliver Cong's tail began to struggle.

Ethan said, "It shakes very quickly, usually -"

The tail slapped the other person with a "slap" sound. Oliver Cong covered half of his face and said, "Just let it be known to you! No need to tell me!"

The other party stopped talking again. Oliver Cong struggled for a long time before he opened his fingers again to look at the other party.

"What would you think if I told you that?"

Ethan was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"In fact, what he told you is somewhat different from the facts."

He raised his hand to scratch the back of his neck and looked away. Although his expression was still as calm as before, for some reason, Oliver Cong felt that he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

"But it was a little more boring than you might think. I was new to the job and wasn't very clear about the emotional side...that's why I made mistakes."

He recalled seriously, "Because there might be accidental injuries if I start purifying right away, and it's also difficult to understand complicated emotions, so in order to get started quickly, I spent more time with that person and also forced myself to learn a little bit about understanding the emotions between people."

No one expected the final result to be like that.

"Actually, I..." Ethan's voice became weaker and weaker. He hesitated for a moment and finally sighed.

"Actually, I'm a little angry."

Oliver Cong opened his eyes slightly wide in surprise.

"I'm angry at the person who said that to you---" He said halfway, but stopped talking urgently because he didn't want to say bad things about his Mason: "Because later on, I no longer used that kind of thought to face you, so I was a little angry with you at the end of yesterday, so I casually affirmed what you said. I thought that during the time we spent together, you should also know my thoughts."

Oliver Cong pinched his sleeve nervously: "I'm sorry."

"It's not your problem," Ethan shook his head. He said seriously, "I'm not preparing to leave during this period. It's just that a new Gabriel is coming, so I need to sort out the work for him. So, I will stay to complete the agreement between us."

Before Oliver Cong could completely relax, he was shocked by the last sentence.

"Is it because of what I just said?" He explained hastily, "I don't mean to force it---"

Ethan suddenly smiled faintly: "No, I decided it before."

This was the first time that Oliver Cong was absolutely sure that the other person's smile came from the heart, representing a happy smile. His eyebrows were stretched out, and there were twinkling lights in his clear eyes.

On the way home, Oliver Cong walked quickly at first.

As I was walking, I couldn't help but run, trying to let the wind cool me down.

The night sky and neon lights made his vision very confusing. He held the strap of his bag tightly, pretending to be someone who was eager to do something. But in fact, Oliver Cong knew that he was not in a hurry to go home, nor did he have anything to do.

He just is.

He just---

"It shouldn't be like this, right? The result I expected doesn't seem to be like this, right?!"

In the dream, Oliver Cong was holding the red pepper that was getting smaller and smaller, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what he was saying: "I just want to be good friends with him for a while, right? I just, I just want to maintain our previous relationship with him, I just don't want him to be sad..."

The devil rolled his eyes: "Happiness for a hundred years---"

"Aa ...

The short four words were half covered by the sharp explosion emitted by Oliver Cong. He covered the mouth of the red pepper demon with one hand, and shook his tail left and right: "Is that so? Is it really like this from the demon's perspective?!"

"I think it's not just the demons who see it this way." said the demon.

I originally thought that this child would be a man of great achievements, but now it seems that I have been busy for nothing.

He checked the time and realized that he had already completed the two hours of work required for today. So he took out the contract that he had stamped with his handprint, threw it into his dream, and disappeared from here.

"Come on, you can figure it out yourself. Damn it, I'm going to kill the devil with your business."

"Don't go---" Oliver Cong covered his face, raised his head and fell on the bed, uttering a sticky whine: "I just don't know what to do..."

The next day, this emotion reached its peak when he saw an Gabriel waiting at his door.

"Let's go, keep exercising," the Gabriel said with a smile, "You said you wanted to work hard."

Oliver Cong used all his strength to maintain his superficial peace, stumbling out of the door, his tail swaying slowly from side to side.

Help! This is the first time I want to buy a NOT GAY shirt to warn myself.

For a long time to come, he might have to continue to keep his promise, exercise, and complete his goals until he could kill a Cherubim alone.

To be honest, is this really possible? Is it really a goal that can be accomplished in a few years?

Well...where there is a will, there is a way, Oliver Cong thought.

As for the contract paper, it seemed that as long as it was torn up, one could instantly return to human identity.

But after repeatedly picking it up to study and then putting it down again, finally, the upright Cong judged: This thing is too dangerous, so let's seal it in the bookshelf for the time being until he has recovered.