It seems like one of us is getting anxious, but I'm not saying who.
After being shalessly ambushed by our big brother, Little William glanced at the crooked pillar of the house and decisively said:
"lanie did it too."
"?"
Without hesitation, he sold out the little sister who was fighting with him over pocket money, and Little William said with a calm face:
"She was flipping through her account book in bed at midnight, chuckling creepily and disturbing my sleep. Being in such poor condition while doing howork is an insult to Ms. Lisa's well-planned assignnts, so I had no choice but to set aside my howork with a heavy heart and open those extracurricular books.
So even though I stayed up late reading a few pages of extracurricular books without finishing my howork, I was forced to do so. The real culprit is the one who doesn't sleep well at night, sneaking up... "
"You're talking nonsense!"
Hearing a huge bla suddenly thrust upon her, lanie, who was eavesdropping outside the door out of curiosity about Leon wanting to talk to William, couldn't help but get furious, and rushed inside.
"It was your book-flipping that woke up first, so I got up to check my accounts! And I didn't laugh creepily! I've been holding back a lot!"
"That's right, I did flip a book first."
Seemingly prepared for this, Little William raised his chin and retorted confidently:
"But I flipped the extracurricular book afterward. At that ti, I was flipping through my howork book. Is it wrong to stay up late doing howork?"
"Pfft!"
Hearing William's words, lanie got even angrier.
"I secretly checked in the morning, and you didn't write a single word!"
"Yes, I didn't write anything, but I opened it and seriously admired it."
After glancing at his silly sister struggling in vain and unable to see the overall picture, Little William crossed his arms with an arrogant expression:
"Opening the howork book at least proves that I have the intention to do howork, but your howork book is brand new and untouched, so technically, I win!"
"..."
...
Forget it, not doing howork is just not doing it...
Faced with the power struggle between two Demon Lords of Mayhem over howork, Leon couldn't help but pinch his brow, trying to comfort himself.
Even though William's attempt to complete his howork remained in the stage of criminal intent, he did pass a lie detector test by the Ram, proving he had the briefest thought of doing howork but had yet to act on it.
Compared to him being influenced by the mysterious race's bloodline, destined to beco the ultimate villain attempting to rule the world, the intention to do howork is indeed trivial...
But it still needs to be reported.
After flipping through the kids' room and finding a nearly new howork book and a freshly unwrapped one, Leon, frequently criticized by Big Sister Anna for his weak educational philosophy, decisively decided to report to Anna later.
However, as Leon resolved to betray his non-howork-doing brother and sister, lanie, who was bickering with William, suddenly wrinkled her nose and covered it and her mouth with her hand, looking over with a crumpled expression.
"Big brother! You have a stinky sll!"
Stinky sll? ?
Leon was slightly taken aback, sniffed his arm but didn't detect anything strange, then turned to William.
"Do I?"
"Yes, you do."
eting Leon's inquiring gaze, Little William, recalling his brother's shaless behavior in cheating after losing an argunt, couldn't help but tighten his face with a serious nod.
"There is a bit of adult's stench."
"..."
I suspect you're insinuating sothing and I have a complete evidence chain!
Faced with Little William's precise taunt, Leon's expression collapsed, decisively abandoning hopes of obtaining answers from him. Instead, he tapped the horn erging from his cuff with his fingertips and curiously asked lanie:
"lanie, what sll did you pick up?"
"Can't you sll it? It's just that stinky sll!"
Seeing Leon and William looking at her, lanie blinked her big eyes and, muffled, described:
"Well... It's kind of rusty, a bit like the fishy sll when Anna is gutting fish, and a little bit... uh... it's got a bit of a goat's tang... and it's a bit funky!"
Goat's tang?!
Leon's fingers resting on the horn twitched slightly, having captured a certain keyword, and the black goat couldn't hold back and cursed beside Leon's ear.
'? She's talking about ? I'm a demon! A great demon closest to a demon god! And this little...'
'She's my sister.'
'...'
'What were you about to call her again?'
Feeling Leon slightly increase the pressure in his grip, the black goat, after a mont of silence, opted to follow its heart.
'A little darling, of course, a little darling!'
'Hmph!'
Damn it! Just because I can't take you on! Otherwise... never mind, this little brat is fierce now, it feels like even if I beca a demon god, I'd still be no match for him, I'll let it slide!
Facing the enormous pressure from Leon, the black goat, who had to stay under soone else's roof, chose to swallow its pride, and through their connection, softly humd in Leon's ear:
'This little darling must be brain-damaged from doing howork! Although I look like a goat, I'm fundantally a great demon! There's no goat sll! And definitely no funkiness!'
'Indeed.'
Hearing this, Leon nodded, deep in thought:
'You haven't even got your whip back, so no matter how much you want to be funky, you can't.'
'?!?!?!'
'But I still think that what lanie 'slled' could be you.'
After analyzing lanie's earlier description, Leon grasped the horns of the black goat and said:
'Your horn is officially nad [War Cornerstone], aside from the demonic essence of corruption, its remaining powers are [Wrath] and [War], and the scent lanie described matches perfectly with iron and blood. So if you do have a sll, it should be just as she described.'
'Huh?'
Upon hearing Leon's analysis, the black goat was montarily dumbfounded, then incredulously said:
'Impossible! If she could truly sll , I've bared my horns at your house before, why didn't she sll anything then?'
'Do you think... it could be because you were too weak back then.'
'?!?!?!?!'
'Rember? Initially, your Contamination Value was only 0.1, almost falling out of the anomaly category. In terms of intensity, it was not even 1% of what it is now, so failing to detect it would be expected.'
The exchange of thoughts happens at rapid speeds, where hundreds of exchanges occur in just a blink, and after analyzing possible causes, Leon squatted slightly and covered lanie's eyes, bringing the cuff showing a glimpse of the horn to her nose.
"How about now? Has the stinky sll gotten stronger or weaker?"
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