Evil God

Chapter 4 Identity Crisis

“Brother, what are you thinking?” Mina, who had just helped Karen with his nose, saw him cousin staring out the window in a daze and asked curiously.

In the past, her cousin may have been a bit withdrawn due to the passing of her parents. After finishing middle school, he stopped attending high school and stayed at home without much communication;

Recently, after a serious illness, although her brother may appear a bit out of control, he is much more outgoing than before and she is willing to talk to him.

“Oh, I'm wondering if I want to continue studying.”

Karen gently rubbed the tip of her nose, and the pain was no longer as intense as before. His nose was stuffed with cotton balls, which should not take long to remove.

Previously, he was actually thinking about what had just happened in the basement and the scene in his dream, whether it was an accidental incident related to his "body" and "spirit", or whether he had actually encountered a "supernatural event"?

After all, for the latter, the previous basement already contained most of the triggering conditions.

But after all, it was just a dream, and even the most terrifying nightmare would immediately dissipate the palpitations after waking up.

Afterwards, Karen was still more contemplating his future path.

He doesn't feel that as a 'traveler', he can easily start a successful life by making daily gains;

But as a self-made 'fighter' in my previous life,

He has enough confidence to make a decent living in this' new world 'with his own abilities and qualities.

After all, regardless, the identity of 'Karen' may not necessarily bring assistance to oneself, but it will not bring any burden. That's enough.

“My brother used to be the least fond of going to school, "Mina said with a smile.

In the past, Karen was a bit biased towards autistic people and naturally didn't like places with a lot of people like school.

“Going to school is very important, especially when young, "Karen said seriously." The vast majority of people, when they grow up and reach adulthood, will feel regretful. Why can't they use a little more work and suffer a little more when studying when they are young.”

“My brother spoke in the same tone as my mother.”

“Hehe. "Karen shrugged and said," Mina, pour me a glass of water.”

“Okay, brother.”

My sister obediently went to help pour water.

Karen opened the window in the room, and fresh air rushed in. He took a deep breath, and then Karen closed the window again. The wind was so cold.

Looking back, Karen saw the black cat Pall appear at the head of her bed at some point, crouching there, his eyes fixed on he, occasionally turning his neck slightly, as if looking up and down.

“Pall, tsk tsk tsk……”

Karen tried to tease this black cat using the universal "pronunciation language" of teasing cats and dogs.

Pall tilted his head and did not take the bait.

Karen walked forward, and the black cat was not afraid. No matter what, Karen was also a family member. Karen reached out and touched the cat's head.

“Meow.”

Pall turned his head, as if he didn't like this kind of caressing.

“Grandpa, why did he give you such a catchy name? "Karen muttered to herself," Pall... Pall, ah, why don't you call it Pu'er? It's much fresher all of a sudden.

The black cat moved its body, obviously not having the corresponding joy for this "new name" with similar pronunciation.

Mina brought over a glass of water and said: ”Mom is on the phone looking for Dad.”

“Hmm?”

In this era, "mobile phones" have not yet appeared, and landline phones are actually very inefficient when making phone calls to find people.

Moreover, if there were no accidents, Uncle Mason should be driving his hearse now and I don't know which street it is drifting on.

After delivering water to Karen, Mina picked up a duster cloth to clean the windowsill with great familiarity. Originally, there were two maids in Emrys’ house, one responsible for cleaning and doing housework and the other responsible for cooking. But after Uncle Mason's family and Aunt Winnie's mother and daughter came back one after another, the two maids were also dismissed by Grandpa.

On weekdays, Mina takes her brother Lunt and her aunt's daughter Chris to do the housework, and Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie do the three meals alternately.

Everyone in the family has a 'job', so Karen is actually the busiest one.

This can also be seen from the side, always dignified grandfather Dis, in the treatment of this eldest grandson, is indeed different from other people.

At this time, Grandpa went upstairs.

Mina stood up at once, as did Karen, who was holding a glass of water;

A lot of times, there are no rules in the home, not because of the so-called “Family” and “Tradition”, but because there is a person in the home that you fear and respect.

Dis glanced over at his grandson for a moment, then said nothing, pushed open the door of his room, and went in.

The stagnant atmosphere in the air, after the sound of closing the door to resume the “Circulation.”.

Karen sighed and looked down at Mina to see Mina doing the same thing.

“Seems to be busy every day, Grandpa,” Karen said.

“Yes, there's a lot going on at the church, and grandfather travels a lot,” Mina replied.

As she spoke, Grandpa's door was pushed open from the inside, and Grandpa, who had changed into a “Priest” suit, came out again, carrying a black box in his hand.

“I'm not coming back for lunch,” Dis said.

“Oh, okay, Grandpa, "Mina responded immediately.

Dis walked downstairs.

In a moment, Karen saw Grandpa walking downstairs into the courtyard through the windowsill.

The outfit on Dis's body clearly carries a religious connotation, but it seems somewhat different, giving him a strong sense of specificity.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Dis's role as a "priest" can help expand the family's business. After all, his identity can easily gain the trust of the church faithful, and he can... take on more orders for the family;

But Karen didn't feel that things were really that simple, and it wasn't until Grandpa pushed open the courtyard door and walked out that Karen suddenly found the source of that "meaning".

Our grandfather, he has a hint of Uncle Nine

“Brother, who is Uncle Nine?”

“A priest who specializes in capturing vampires.”

“Oh, is that so, in the drama?”

“Hmm, that's right. Mina, do we have to drag it all over here?”

“Well, there are also stairs? Let me help you.”

“But your body, brother…”

“No problem.”

Karen began to help Mina mop the floor, and after mopping the floor, he went to mop the stairs again. When he changed the bucket, Karen came to the yard where there was a large faucet, which was faster to collect water.

At this moment, Uncle Mason drove back in his modified "Fruit Shell" car. Ron and Paul pushed down a stretcher truck, on which lay an old man. Karen saw the white hair covered by a white cloth.

Uncle Mason, on the other hand, ran to the yard first and didn't notice Karen fetching water in the corner. Instead, he went straight to Aunt Mary.

“Father is looking for you, "Aunt Mary said.

“Where's the father? "Uncle Mason's gaze was a bit erratic.

This is like a guilty expression of doing something wrong, afraid of being blamed by elders. Due to the professional habits of his previous life, Karen will pay attention to these details.

“Father just went out, "Aunt Mary said.

“This... "Uncle Mason seemed to take a long sigh of relief and immediately said," It's okay, it's okay. I'll go out and look for father. Maybe he's in church.”

“Well, then you go.”

Uncle Mason immediately ran out and the car stopped driving.

Aunt Mary did not notice anything unusual about her husband,

Because her attention was now on the elderly person who had just been sent from the nursing home,

Soon,

I heard Aunt Mary scream:

“Oh my god, why is there still s**t on him?”

Paul and Ron, who were unable to complete their orders, were asked by Aunt Mary to be responsible for the cleaning of their bodies. Faced with the angry Lady Mary, they were completely afraid to resist.

Paul first transported the stretcher truck to the basement, while Ron walked up to Karen:

“Master Karen, I need to borrow a bucket and mop.”

“Let me help you carry it down.”

“No, no, no, "Ron twisted his neck. He was tall and a bit chubby, and although he wasn't very old, his beer belly was already obvious." We'll handle it.”

Karen smiled and asked, "So why didn't the caregiver clean up that person's body?”

This was supposed to be the job of a nursing home worker, to preliminarily clean up the bodies of deceased clients, otherwise it would be unsightly and dirty when family members came over to see their loved ones' bodies.

“I made you laugh, young master. "Ron scratched his head with some embarrassment." I have arranged for the young nurse in charge of Mr. Mosan to go to a movie in two days.”

“I see…”

Ron's face blushed slightly and continued:

“She said she likes watching movies and eating popcorn, so she can personally feed me when I watch movies, so... so I didn't expect the hand that feeds me popcorn when it just wiped that thing on the body.

Young master, did you know that it's really sweet for couples to feed each other popcorn while watching a movie? Under the dim light, when she puts popcorn in your mouth, you can still lick her fingers with your tongue; Oh, my god, this is really wonderful.”

“Dream, you.”

Paul's voice came, and he had already transported Mr. Mosan into the basement. Now he came up to pick up plastic gloves and laundry detergent.

“Paul, I know you're just jealous of me.”

“Jealous of you? Come on, Ron. Except for Mrs. Hughes, the owner of the Hughes Crematorium, who will like you, probably no other woman in this world will look after you.”

“You're talking nonsense.”

Ron was so angry that he fingered Paul.

“Mrs. Hughes? "Karen asked curiously.

It sounds like the proprietress of the crematorium should be a wealthy woman, why is Ron so excited?

“Haha. "Paul laughed first and then explained," Master Karen, you probably didn't know that before the body was pushed into the furnace for incineration, gasoline was sprayed on the body to support combustion. Thin people often need more gasoline, otherwise their bones won't burn. But fat people, their own oil can help support combustion. So Mrs. Hughes from the crematorium likes Ron the most because he saves gas.”

“So it is.”

“Damn it, Paul, how dare you arrange me like this in front of Master Karen.”

“Let's go, let's go. Let's get down to work first, otherwise Mrs. Mary will lose her temper soon.”

Ron and Paul walked to the basement with their mouths mixed while carrying something.

In the hall, Aunt Mary lit a cigarette and her mood wasn't that bad anymore.

Because Paul told her good news that this old man named Mosan has children and they will come over later.

If it's not a welfare bill, it means there is profit, even for the lowest level package.

And Aunt Mary's "salary" also relies on her family's "performance" to support it. The remaining profits after deducting expenses and leaving the company will be treated as allowances and distributed to the family members;

The account is managed by Aunt Winnie.

This is also why everyone in the family is afraid of Grandpa, but no one speaks ill of him behind his back. He is very serious, but not a stingy and greedy old man.

Karen returned to the second floor and helped her cousin Mina clean the furniture.

As we were about to finish cleaning, he heard Ron and Paul coming up from the basement below. They had already cleaned up the body, and then Aunt Mary took action.

Because family members may come over in the afternoon to arrange mourning events, it is necessary to handle the elderly better at this time.

However, it seemed that there were guests at home, and Karen heard Aunt Mary calling him downstairs:

“Karen, come down and entertain Mr. Hoffin.”

Karen, who had put down the cloth, first searched for 'Mr. Hoffin' in her mind:

This is an elderly man, a retired professor in the philosophy department of a university, with a good retirement pension and a decent life. He is good friends with his grandfather and often comes to him for tea and chat.

In addition, he is also very interested in divination. He once gave Karen a pair of exquisite playing cards, not Tarot cards... but the kind that can fight landlords.

Karen first went to the kitchen on the second floor, brewed a cup of tea, and then paired it with some simple refreshments before carrying it to the living room on the first floor.

Mr. Hoffin is tall but thin;

Thin people tend to have more three-dimensional facial features and more intuitive emotional expression.

When Karen saw him,

He found Mr. Hoffin's gaze locked directly on himself.

Along with the pet dog, Big Golden dog, lying next to Mr. Hoffin, it seemed to sense the owner's emotional fluctuations and slowly stood up, but it was somewhat confused and didn't know where the problem was.

Until it saw Pu'er crawling at the staircase, it seemed instinctively to find a point of interest and wanted to get up and go over.

But Pu'er just glanced at the cat's eyes, and the big Golden dog immediately wilted and then lay back.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffin. My grandfather has gone out, but I think he should be back soon. My uncle has already gone to see him.”

Karen put down the tea and made a scene statement.

Who knows,

At this moment,

Mr. Hoffin suddenly reached out and grabbed Karen's wrist, his entire face pressed against him in an instant, and his breathing became extremely urgent at this moment,

He used a suppressed yet uncontrollable tone of excitement,

Ask:

“You're not Karen... who the hell are you?”

In an instant, a sense of crisis swept over Karen's mind. This crisis came from the fact that the other party had torn apart their identity in person, leaving Karen, who had been mentally building for half a month, feeling at a loss.

Karen instinctively took two steps back, trying to distance herself from Mr. Hoffin,

Coincidentally, Mr. Hoffin, who was holding onto Karen's wrist, lost his balance and stumbled unexpectedly. He used his hand to support the table, but unfortunately, he left it empty again. His body fell forward and his forehead hit the edge of the table.

“Bang.”

A muffled sound came out,

Next,

Mr. Hoffin fell backwards, his back of the head falling heavily and without any hindrance onto the tile;

“Pop.”

Karen looked at the scene before him in great amazement,

The old man who just pointed out his "identity issue" is now more out of breath than in;

Moreover,

On the tiles of the living room under his head, a large amount of blood began to overflow.

At this moment, Mina, who was still busy on the second floor, seemed to hear a voice and stood at the stairwell shouting:

“Brother, what happened downstairs?”

Karen licked her lips,

Slowly stood up straight,

Answer:

“Mr. Hoffin had a stroke and fell.”