Chapter 122 The Right Way to Get Along with Mr. Mori...

Douma raised his fingers to remove the restriction, and Mori Ougi, who was suffocated like a rag by the suffocation that exceeded the limit of human endurance, could taste the sweet fresh air again, instead of just taking deep breaths in vain without taking in any real oxygen.

"Huff...Huff..." Sen Ou was breathing heavily. He even breathed too greedily, so much so that his lungs were overloaded in a short period of time. He began to cough uncontrollably: "Cough...Cough cough..."

As he took in oxygen, Sen Ouwai slowly regained his sanity. The burning pain in his chest was relieved to a certain extent, and the fishy-sweet throat was no longer so uncomfortable.

Before he knew it, Morigu's curled-up body stretched out again, lying flat on the cold marble floor in a big letter shape.

For a moment, the only sound in the quiet hall seemed to be the low breathing sounds of an adult man. If someone broke into the hall now, even without using his eyes, he would know how ferocious the person making the sound was just by listening to the sound.

After a long while, Mori Ou finally regained consciousness. Although his dark red eyes, which had lost their highlights, still looked a little duller than usual, they were no longer as penetrating as before, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time. He finally brushed off the gray mist covering them, and there was a hint of subtle spirit in them.

Mori Ogai's brain, which had stopped working for a while, started to work again. With wisdom exceeding that of most people, he quickly realized that the reason he had experienced such a terrible suffocation was definitely because he had not handled the situation carefully, and Douma had discovered his little private actions. This was why a monster like Douma, who had no human emotions, decided to punish him.

Tsk, so… where on earth did Douma catch him? Mori Ogai racked his brains to think about it, while commanding his soft limbs to get up from the ground with a very serious attitude.

After all, based on his years of experience as a boss, he knew that for a subordinate who had done something wrong, it was not a smart thing to do to give up after being punished by the boss. This would only anger the boss who was already furious.

Well… although it is still unclear whether that heartless monster is angry or not, Mori Ougai, who does not want to experience another wave of hell-level punishment, chose to follow his heart and at least admit his mistakes: "I know I was wrong, please calm down, boss, and don't get angry and hurt yourself."

“……” Douma was speechless. Because he could read minds with the power of the Demon King, he could hear clearly what Morio was thinking in his heart, calling him a heartless monster.

Douma couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, he lowered his eyes to look at Mori Ogai who was kneeling on the ground, appearing to be very "sincere" in admitting his mistakes, but was actually frantically screening where he was caught in the act, and thought to himself: You are worthy of being me, Mr. Mori.

If the suffocation play (scratching) punishment was used on someone else, that person would have been scared out of his wits and would never dare to do anything again. But Mori Ou, who had just experienced it himself, was able to get rid of the negative effects in such a short time, and had time to think about how to continue fooling people.

A guy like Sen Ouwai, who won't cry until he sees the coffin, is really difficult to deal with. I'm afraid he can't be calmed down without some drastic measures.

Thinking of this, Douma said in a cold voice: "Do you know your mistake? Mr. Mori, where is your mistake? Could you please tell me?"

Hearing the deliberate dissatisfaction expressed in Douma's words, Mori Ogai, who couldn't see Douma's specific expression, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Countless guesses popped up in his mind as he raced, but now he couldn't analyze them slowly anymore. His rare quick wit allowed him to make a quick judgment and place his bet on the most likely option.

"..." Mori Ogai pondered for a moment, then frankly admitted: "I really shouldn't have allowed the incident today to go unchecked, which put the boss on the brink of danger and almost gave the killer, Yancun Kuanta from the Heavy Dog Team, an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"The Heavy Dog Team's Hirota Gomura..." Douma paused subtly, then asked with pretended curiosity, "Hey, Mr. Mori, do you know what this killer's special ability is?"

Mori Ouwai lowered his head and replied, "I don't know what his special ability is."

Okay, we can arrange a sunbath! Douma made the above happy decision with a smile on his face, but was dispelled by Mori Ogai's confession the next second: "I only got a little information. The effect of Gomura Hirota's ability is a mutual destruction type. It will instantly injure and kill anyone it touches, and at the same time he himself will suffer the same amount of damage."

Mori Ogai's fingers hidden under his clothes trembled slightly uncontrollably, but his face remained calm, and he continued to explain very quickly: "The reason why I dare to use him to test you is because I know in advance that he will not really hurt your foundation. His superpowers, which are lethal to humans, are ineffective on you."

If he really possessed an absolutely lethal ability, Mori Ogai naturally would not dare to let him get close to Douma, the Demon King. Otherwise, if any accident really happened, he, the descendant of the unlucky blood, would have to die along with Douma.

What Mori Ogai avoided saying was that, although Gomura Hirota's ability could not kill Douma, it could cause Douma to become seriously injured in a short period of time, putting him into a weak state that Mori Ogai could take advantage of.

Perhaps because there is a mysterious blood connection between the two, Mori Ogai actually felt the real murderous intention from Douma at a certain moment. At least just now, Mori Ogai was very sure that Douma really wanted to kill him.

He who knows current affairs is a hero, and Mori Ogai is obviously a real hero, who is flexible enough to tell the whole story. After all, if he tells it, he might die, but if he doesn't tell it, he will definitely die.

Douma, who was almost ambushed, suppressed the urge to beat up Doghead, tried his best to remain calm, and listened to all of Moriou's inner and outer thoughts.

Slowly, Douma's slightly wrinkled brows gradually relaxed, and he felt that he suddenly got the correct way to get along with Mr. Mori.

That's why Douma's gaze towards Mori Ogai became strange: You unexpectedly have masochistic tendencies, Mr. Mori.

Mori Ogai: ...Is there a possibility? I just don't want to die worthlessly in your hands.

"Not bad." Douma slowly helped Mori Ugai, who was still kneeling on the ground, up, and his tone became much softer: "Mr. Mori is very honest and did not try to hide the truth."

“…Of course I don’t dare.” Mori Ogai tried hard to suppress the waves of shock in his heart, and stood up with the force of Douma’s hand. He thought to himself: As expected, his previous feeling was not wrong. Douma really knew in advance that he knew about this. Therefore, any concealment on his part would only attract the sickle of the god of death. He made the only correct choice and successfully survived.

Douma stared at Mori Oo's pupils that couldn't help shrinking. He knew that the time was almost right, and the smile on his lips deepened. He released the powerful aura that came with his shell again and again, and warned him softly: "I hope that Mr. Mori can maintain this excellent quality of honesty in the future. After all... I don't like being kept in the dark, and I don't need to be deceived."

Faced with this typical Japanese who is tough but not soft, Douma has to change his usual gentle style of behavior and become strong and oppressive. This is the best way to deal with Mori Ogai who only bows to the strong. Being too soft will only indulge Mori Ogai's ambition and lead to terrible consequences.

The heavy pressure around him made Mori Ogai deeply understand the gap between himself and Douma, and he answered very crisply: "Yes, I understand."

Although Mori Origai agreed very readily, Douma obviously did not believe Mori Origai's lies. However, he thought that after what happened today, even the cunning Mori Origai would be quiet for a while. If he behaved like this again, don't blame him for being cruel.

Looking at Mori Oo who was pretending to be well-behaved, Douma's eyes were full of distrust. He felt that this scene was a bit spicy. He looked away in disgust and waved his hand to try to send him away: "You leave."

After receiving the order, Mori Ogai placed his right hand in front of his chest and bowed: "Yes."

After all, he had just escaped from danger, so he didn't care about Douma's poor attitude. You know, he almost got killed today because of a little trick in the dark, so he naturally didn't dare to feel dissatisfied at this moment. He was even a little glad that he was smart enough to successfully escape today's death.

Although he has already broken free from the constraints of the weak human body and possessed the strong physical qualities of a cannibal, Morioga still has the illusion that he is still a human who may be eaten by a predator at any time in front of the ghost king Douma. The overwhelming power makes him afraid to provoke him anymore.

The suppression from his blood told Mori Ogai that if he dared to do such a direct and provocative act again, Douma would not let him go as mercifully as he did this time.

He will really die.

You will really die.

will die.

die.

This sentence is like a screen of overlapping layers in my mind, and the outside world is

"Oh, I suddenly remembered something that I forgot to ask you, Mr. Mori." Douma's cold voice once again reached Mori Ogai's ears, causing him to shudder. Mori Ogai suddenly stopped moving, turned his back to Douma, and asked, "Boss, what do you want to ask me?"

The reason why Mori Ouwai didn't turn around was because that would be the easiest way to escape. His fingers gripped the door handle so hard that they turned white. The door handle, unable to bear the torture, made a creaking sound and was about to be broken.

"Hmm, let me think about it." Douma stared at Mori Ogai's back quietly. His expression was completely different from the distress in his tone. He was extremely calm. He naturally noticed that the door handle was too heavy to bear, but he deliberately prolonged his tone to make Mori Ogai feel even more uneasy: "Mi... Mimic, I think that's your name. I heard that you have a private connection with Mimic."

Sen Ouwai's heart sank suddenly.